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Open your eyes


Go outside, see the world and tell me is there anything good left? Open your eyes and see all the petty theft Open your eyes and see all the hate Dont you see our terrible fate? Open your eyes and see the blood stained sidewalks Open your eyes Stop believing all the lies Look deeper than the surface of this broken world Stop being so cold There's corruption, starvation, hatred, murder, war There's always something in this world we ignore Look up from your phones Look around and tell me what you see Tell me do you think it's too late to change our fate?
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