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Pro Pain Contents Under Pressure

Once there was a promise A promise made to me That if I keep working hard Built a future with my hands My dream would come to be Was punctual, met

Man went on a mission To save the day He started a militia Called crime does pay Everywhere he went The crowds would gather 'round As he posted propaganda

Genocide is looming out over the east So catch a ride in the belly or the back of the beast They burned down the church And the preacher had died He

Well it's 6 am at the white house And the sun's just about to break Gonna go for a run with the C.I.A And talk shop with my boys in Kuwait While the

The people shouted no justice and no peace It's getting pretty wicked and wild in the streets We're frightened of the gunshots in the park Praying that

treasure And burned the map They cut down the trees And drank the sap The earth is a prison With no where to go Contents under pressure It's bound to