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Stare up into the sky, who's in charge |
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Will it matter which bills are paid when she decides to do us harm |
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Forces of nature destiny control |
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Even the rich can't buy their lives |
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When death becomes her toll |
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No conscience no love a heartless dare |
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No matter where you hide she's there |
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Rape the land, bite the hand that feeds you |
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One day gonna take it away |
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Feel the chill from her icy stare |
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No self control, it will take its toll |
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The life we're living here |
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Scars on her face, filth in her hair, pollution in her eyes |
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We kill the creatures she creates |
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Then we wonder why she cries |
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Scars on her face, filth in her hair, pollution in her eyes |
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We kill the creatures she creates |
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Then we wonder why she cries |
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With the power she possesses, wipe clean the slate again |
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Mass operation or daddy's cash |
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It just won't matter who's your friend |
