Run, my child
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And leave your toys, behind.
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They will come, for you
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So leave the things, which are on your mind.
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Tears are running down my cheeks,
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When Francis speaks, to me.
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Anger burns inside of me,
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But makes me weak, when Francis speaks.
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History will repeat itself
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If you don't think about yourself.
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Go now, don't even dare to stay
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For once listen to what i say.
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I know it is hard to understand
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People still fight over land.
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Come with me to a better place
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Let me wash the dirt of your face.
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Tears are running down my cheeks,
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When Francis speaks, to me.
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Anger burns inside of me,
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But makes me weak, when Francis speaks.
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Right now there isn't much i can do
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I promise better times for you
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You have the right on a future too
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Tears are running down my cheeks,
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When Francis speaks, to me.
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Anger burns inside of me,
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But makes me weak, when Francis speaks.
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When Francis Speaks
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