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Political Heir

Standing in the middle of the promised land Searching for a platform to make my stand Stepped into a world it's hard to stay Looking for a toehold and a chance to play Telling different stories, my life’s unclear And my explanation I am sure creates fear I AM A POLITICAL HEIR SOME COURTS AWARD, WHEN I SHINE, I GLARE The next one in the white house; oh what’s their name Were looking for our next goat, someone else to blame Woke up in a fog with my work boots on Wondering about a paycheck, but the memory’s gone I AM A POLITICAL HEIR SOME COURTS AWARD WHEN I SHINE, I GLARE

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