Oh what a messed up place this world can be.
Why can’t I relate?
to a world so full of hate
why don’t I fit in
To a world so full of sin
I want to dis-believe
that all I see is real
I want to sit and hide
from a world so full of pride
Why can’t we be free
In a land where we can see
Our children be at one
and not to be surcome
Where guns are not a need
and there is no want or greed
Oh why can’t we we be free
In this land of make believe
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