I passed by some familiar
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faces,
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But they flipped me off &
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cursed my name,
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I watched the hippies raise
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their signs
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and I saved my tears for
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another time
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I just wish that they could
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understand
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that I had no choice whether
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or not
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to put a gun in my hand
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I just wish that they could
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understand
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I don't give a shit about being
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a man
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Propaganda
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| Eve 6 |
