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Those nights that I ran away under darkened skies Did you pray for shades of yersterday? Did you leave on the light Did you leave the light on for me Way down on the street the violence reaches a peak, and we've got a will to survive, and I'm rising above this city street madness of wasting the positive potential of our lives And ain't it funny how to kill your brother or sister, is accepted if you've got a badge or money And they've got the masses tranquilized, as 'enterainment'phases out the billions of good people who die at the hands of this worlds monumental and governmental lies Yet it's us who stitched their suit and ties, so we can unravel all the red tape to find... The power has been in our hands for all this time I said the power has been in our hands all of this time There's a frontline of cops and a profiteering prison to fill they take orders from their same masters who condone genocidal ills Cause we've got a choice between confederate type lies or clearer skies It's a molotov or a complacent life, its a molotov or a complacent we've got a choice between confederate type lies or clearer skies From Letras Mania