Tuesday, December 17, 2013


we don't live too long
we got to sing our song
we got to speak our mind
in hopes one day we will find
give me water to drink
give me food to eat
give me a job 'till i grow old
give me a place to call my home
dust off those tired eyes
we got to take 'em by surprise
i want to see a riot
happening all the time

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