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I'll put on a slab

Tell me right from wrong

Turn the tables on to remind me

No one speaks the truth

Elder or the youth

Wasting too much breath and dying

We need a reason to live on

The harder I dry

When she's feeling cold

You can always hear her crying

Larger than life history is still denying

Prayin' for a prey six feet under in their hiding

People every day feel a little bit of her dying

Hiroshima cryin'

We should think and act

Turn the plan in fact

Underdrag these institutions

Government’s a bitch

Wounds still need a stitch

Hidin' in the lies of future