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Spit on me Wasn’t I That destroyed your home Tore your life apart Sent you to the bottom Of the world With bombs and lead I am on your side I see the hypocrisy I see the truth I would give you The shirt off my back If that would help And I have But you wouldn’t know that You just see another White westerner You don’t see What’s inside of me On the other side You cant see my respect I have for your culture Your people I understand And feel Your hurt and pain So please Don’t spit on me

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