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you see the money like the dollar is your friend now you see the human as the race that you can win now you see the animal as food to fill the plate now you see your brother as the reason you can hate now you see the family as little, two or three so you treat the rest as if the aren’t even people you trust the government plus you trust the steeple get on your knees nothings equal
we call “more” gimme more until you got it all you got nothing at all no so gimme more who are we and what have we become and what do I keep dreaming of… what if we treated our daughters like our sons more.. and told em living off your looks will leave you done for… and told em truth is in yourself and you’re the reason… but we give em makeup and tell em “this you should believe in” it’s been a hundred years and these girls are not free we let em vote and tell em that should make em happy but they see that sex and prostitution’s what we’re after… we turn our sister to a beautiful disaster
what if the pace was slower like the four seasons, and… what if “1 Love” was something every 1 believed in, and … what if a slap across the left was just a reason to give the right every time the left was bleeding, and… what if the leaders were leadership that we needed, and… what if the bible learned to speak instead of preaching it, live “love your brother like yourself” instead of “heathens” what if this world was a beautiful place to be in what if earth was a beautiful world to live in… what if that was more
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you see the money like the dollar is your friend now you see the human as the race that you can win now you see the animal as food to fill the plate now you see your brother as the reason you can hate now you see the family as little, two or three so you treat the rest as if the aren’t even people you trust the government plus you trust the steeple get on your knees nothings equal
we call “more” gimme more until you got it all you got nothing at all no so gimme more who are we and what have we become and what do I keep dreaming of… what if we treated our daughters like our sons more.. and told em living off your looks will leave you done for… and told em truth is in yourself and you’re the reason… but we give em makeup and tell em “this you should believe in” it’s been a hundred years and these girls are not free we let em vote and tell em that should make em happy but they see that sex and prostitution’s what we’re after… we turn our sister to a beautiful disaster
what if the pace was slower like the four seasons, and… what if “1 Love” was something every 1 believed in, and … what if a slap across the left was just a reason to give the right every time the left was bleeding, and… what if the leaders were leadership that we needed, and… what if the bible learned to speak instead of preaching it, live “love your brother like yourself” instead of “heathens” what if this world was a beautiful place to be in what if earth was a beautiful world to live in… what if that was more
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