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Lletres: Bride. Troubled Times.

We don't need no burning crosses
Put out the fire of bigotry
We don't need to count our losses
When they bury you, they'll bury me

I have a dream that we can be united
It will only work when fears are subsided
By the sweat of my brow I won't let it happen
Freedom for our heart's is my battle cry

Poor man beggin' at a rich man's feet
He eats the crumbs off of the floor
We are starving for something to eat
We are whales up on the shore

We're living in troubled times
We're living in troubled times
How could we be so blind
We're living in troubled times

There was a time we tore our country down
For the same reasons there we fight for now
And if pride comes before a fall
Then why tell me why we tore down the wall

We're living in troubled times
We're living in troubled times

Troubled times
We're living in troubled times
How could we be so blind
We're living in troubled times

Troubled
Troubled
Troubled