Bleed Under My Pen lyrics
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Artist: Raised Fist Album: Sound Of The Republic
Lyrics
So many questions lines up in my head Like many others I cannot seem to understand Why they prefer some people to be dead This is something that haunts me Every minute in my bed Sleepless nights, it's tearing up my mind I need to go ahead
With the help of christianity And a weak touch of insanity Not associated with democracy In this world of hypocrisy
Temporary insane states followed in their trail This led to killings on an unimaginable scale With political speeches composed by, and for Elite men I wish that barbie and ken would Bleed under my pen, time and again, over and over again Amen
With the help of christianity (My dream is dead! my dream is dead!) And a weak touch of insanity (My dream is dead! my dream is dead!) Not associated with democracy (My dream is dead! my dream is dead!) In this world of hypocrisy (My dream is dead! my dream is dead!)
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