swift, the river current kills
swift, the river current kills
while younger and younger kids taking pills
all that matters is a manly thrill
a new born baby lying still;
but this was of our own free will
A mother left the child to die
never agian cry
all i know is a lie
while soldiers say goodbye
to fight for a right not truely mine
this was supoused to refine!
but now that was declined
I'm not gonna lie,
say that I'm fine
we give ourselves rights, but who gave us the right to do that?
our laws slacken, recline
so now I resign
goodbye
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