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Running From America

Run fast my son And always stand tall Seems were not welcome here Were not welcome here at all Run faster my son Its time you must be strong For we have to sneak into America They say we don't belong Run fast my son Amongst the crowd u'll blend Don't draw attention to yourself Americas not our friend Run fast my son Lets leave this place Were not welcome here Were not the right race Run faster my son Now their right on our trail If were caught in America Were going to jail So run my young son Run with all of your might Were almost out of America Their almost out of sight Rest now my young son We've left the United States Rest well my son and Im sorry For taking you to America,where everybody hates PALLANES

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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