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Silverstein – Born Dead lyrics
You call this a privilage
No, I call it a right
There's no respect for life
No compromising, coverage denied
So sit behind your desk and
Tell me how I'm supposed to feel inside
You know I'm slowly dying
How long I have left is for you to decide
We keep on suffering everyday
We're victims of opportunity
One nation under God they said
We are all born...
Dead and rotting bodies
Fill the fields in the east
There's no respect for life; it never stops
Is this what makes us free?
So flex your muscle as you barricade
The whole world piece by piece
How long untill the ocean overflows
Into our yards and streets?
We keep on suffering everyday
We're victims of opportunity
One nation under God they said
We are all pawns
We are all sheep
We are all born dead
We can't escape this until we unfiy as one
I'll fight the sickness until my time has come
We keep on suffering everyday
We're victims of opportunity
One nation under God they said
We are all pawns
We are all sheep
We are all born dead
No, I call it a right
There's no respect for life
No compromising, coverage denied
So sit behind your desk and
Tell me how I'm supposed to feel inside
You know I'm slowly dying
How long I have left is for you to decide
We keep on suffering everyday
We're victims of opportunity
One nation under God they said
We are all born...
Dead and rotting bodies
Fill the fields in the east
There's no respect for life; it never stops
Is this what makes us free?
So flex your muscle as you barricade
The whole world piece by piece
How long untill the ocean overflows
Into our yards and streets?
We keep on suffering everyday
We're victims of opportunity
One nation under God they said
We are all pawns
We are all sheep
We are all born dead
We can't escape this until we unfiy as one
I'll fight the sickness until my time has come
We keep on suffering everyday
We're victims of opportunity
One nation under God they said
We are all pawns
We are all sheep
We are all born dead
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