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Only One

They never told me the truth Always led me wrong So why should I believe, That this white man would be the only one to show me the way home? And I'm supposed to remember the Alamo? When power is is measured truly by how many guns you have Toil or band that's due; I'm not the only one to see Through the bands of smoke How many fans would go in the firery flame for you? Or I will only see when the time comes for me. 2 divided by 1 equals leave me, this number 4 means, Only 1 you see

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