sadness and liberty does bring,
what kind of freedom rings,
greed is now to high,
freedom can no longer fly,
the poor became to much,
the rich to powerful,
the people cannot fight it,
the state is over with,
i fear the future,
while we repeat the past perfectly,
the separation of media lies,
people divided,
the two parties sighing,
why aren't we crying,
nobody left is trying,
that's why the country is dying.
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