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Born Dead

de Silverstein

You call this a privilege
No, I call it a right
There's no respect for life,
no compromising,
coverage denied!

So sit behind your desk and tell me how I'm supposed to feel inside
You know I'm slowly dying and what I have left is for you to decide

We keep on suffering everyday
The victims of opportunity
One nation under God, they said
We are all born...

Dead and roting bodies fill the fields in the east.
There's no respect for life; it never stops. Is this what makes us free?

So flex your muscle as you barricade the whole world piece by piece
How long until the ocean overflows into our yards and streets?

We keep on suffering everyday
The victims of opportunity
One nation under God, they said
We are all pawns, wea re all sheep, wea are all born dead.

We can't escape this
Watch as we unify as one
I'll fight the sickness
until my time has come

We keep on suffering everyday
The victims of opportunity
One nation under God, they said
We are all born dead

We keep on suffering everyday
The victims of opportunity
One nation under God, they said
We are all pawns, we are all sheep, we are all born dead.

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