Outside
Look outside,
you see the rain?
you see the pain?
living in a world where the rich thrive
the poor die,
losing money everyday
taxes for this and that
No one knows anymore
Stand up!
make a change
this isnt fair
with the middle class dissappering,
into just the rich and the poor
fight!
strive to keep us alive,
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