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OUR SELF-ESTEEM WAS CRUSHED GENERATIONS AGO
THEY CAME BACK HOME FROM THE FIELD
TO BUILD HOUSES AND BREED
YES, I KNOW MY PLACE
I WON'T SHOW MY FEELINGS IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE
FROM FATHER TO SON TO FATHERLESS SON
THIS CYCLE HAS MOVED ON
DON'T CRY YOU UGLY CHILD
IT'S A TWISTED WAY OF LIFE
TOOTHLESS KICK THE TEETH FROM THOSE
WHO STILL HUNT FOR THE HEART OF GOLD
IT WOULD BE ALL TOO EASY TO RIP ALL THESE FLOWERS
FROM THE GROUND, BY THE ROOTS, ONE BY ONE
SO I CHOOSE TO BE A MAN
SIT DOWN AND WATCH THEM GROW
AND THEY WILL BLOOM
ONE BY ONE
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