.I place my hands in mudra
I'm sorry that they abuse ya
I'll pray for the sky to break
For you to escape into a new one
I still raise my flags while the soldiers load their mags
We need to stop the crys of the orphan callin for her dad
Lets clean the slate, it's never too late.
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