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set it off, get it started / take your aim, hit the target it's a movement, revolution / let the music start your garden start it now, hit the switch / grab on strong, clench your fists hold on tight, it's not a ride / this is life, this is it attention nine to fivers, family providers daily fighters, freelance writers poets, the homeless, indie concert goers the ones who feel the love and those who know to show it radio listeners, tv-watchers partial politicians and their blind-eyed followers independent thinkers, experiment artists soldiers, fighters, lovers, martyrs actors, rappers, with self-destructive patterns the highs of the night and the lows of mornings after mothers, fathers, brothers, daughters sisters, sons, lawyers, doctors corporate officers, homeless teens those living in lies, and dying in dreams we're writing the scene, directing the clip for the girls, boys, parents, kids all the freestylers and coffee shop poets all the heroes, villains, knights, ogres all the hospital living, bed-ridden and bad health and everyone who ever did it themselves Letras de cancionescelebrities, civilians, men, women, and children the ones who thought it and the ones who helped build it the system, the prisons, organized religion those who know it's not true just cos it was written every bible reader and tribal leader all the blind believers of the liars and cheaters the Peters, the Pauls, Jesus and the apostles reach a new breed through scriptures and gospels pictures of Roswell, aliens in the thirties government cover ups, debating attorneys paying the juries, justice misserved every letter, number, symbol, word Myspacers, punk rockers, beat makers, hip hoppers teenagers, blog authors, weed lacers, shot callers dropouts, students, kids consumed with music downloaders with more than what they know to do with Americans, masochists, terrorists, pacifists Arabic establishments, embarrassing inaccurates Middle East conferences, new peace offerings promises, politics, bombings on the Gaza Strip Israel, Pakistan, Iraq, Afghanistan long beard, dark skin, must mean taliban prejudice patriots, sexist and racist amendments, cases, defendants, plaintiffs public punishment, justice suffering funding Republicans, wealth runs the government for every Paris Hilton, there's embarassed children digging through trash trying to find some filling rock stars, athletes, doctors, cabbies Lindsay, Hilary, Mary Kate, Ashley everyone unhappy, anyone with problems if you're on the couch or you're the psychologist you've been through all of it, cycled through time you can't eat, can't sleep, phobias of some kind addictions, prescriptions, something is missing the minutes are ticking, but no one is listening manic depressives, panicked and restless you watched the world now you're having some questions the day's new to you, the land is beautiful why wait for your funeral dazed in a cubicle? all the insecure, the awkward and unsure if you played with the flame but you only got burned this one's for you, know you're not alone this one's for you, you walk a crowded road this one's for you, everything will be alright you'll be just fine once your mind unwinds From Letras Mania