Words
Bullets fly threw the sky looking for life
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Cutting through light with the focus of making night
Once they find their right they leave nothing but the end of life
Words fly through the light looking for someone to end their flight
And once they find there intention it gives them a purpose
To influences our view
Whether they are right or wrong they have changed our song
This has doubted our right to live our life
We were given the right to let our own words have the light
So we can empower our own rights and sing our own song
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