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We live in a fabled world of dreaming boys and wide-eyed girls,
Where precious few get a fair start.
These times can break you,
These times can leave you torn apart.
The story starts with genocide, slavery those terrorized.
Families, cultures torn apart - this ugly truth only the start.
And it's a white washed pact,
the founding act, revolution or contract?
To subjugate, to torture, to abuse for the few.
We live in a fabled world of terror
day and night all hidden in plain sight.
We live in a fabled world where the poor
and the weak are pawns for profit's sake.
Lock up, mass incarcerate the new Jim Crow, the new slave trade.
If Dr King were here today, he'd fight for much more than a dream.
And you should go sign up,
join the fight - the rich sleep while you kill tonight.
Love thy enemy as yourself - as you carpet bomb him to hell.
We live in a fabled world of terror
day and night all hidden in plain sight.
We live in a fabled world where the poor
and the weak are pawns for profit's sake.
We live in a fabled world, a corprocratic killing field,
Where fascist profits are a lock, these times can break you,
These times can leave you torn apart.
We live in a fabled world of terror
day and night all hidden in plain sight.
We live in a fabled world where the poor
and the weak are pawns for profit's sake.
We live in a fabled world, we live in a fabled world.
These times can break you,
These times can leave you - torn apart!
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