Here today gone tomorrow
The world is filled with so much sorrow
Someone has to beg , steal or borrow
Just to survive until tomorrow
Hookers on the streets, spreading disease
Can we stop this, can somebody please
Even if I get down on my knees
It wouldnt stop the world from disease
Killing the living and waking the dead
So many things running through my head
Living with so much fear and dread
I sometimes wish that I were dead
Home of the brave and Land of the free
Why cant all you people just see
Your not just killing you, your also killing me
Let go of your anger and set yourself free
I have one thing left to say
As I get on my knees and begin to pray
Can we have just one great day
When someone will listen to what I say
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