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Pollution, Cain and miseryOceans of golden mysteryArmies boisterous and armies loudPortraits of a vicious crowdTalk to me, talk to me nowHey man, you’re all that I haveMe, myself, myself and IWere born to work and born to dieI have chosen my anthemsOf them I am proudPortraits of a divided crowdTalk to me, talk to me

Heard a lot of talk about the oceanHeard a lot of talk about the seaHeard a lot of talk about a lot of thingsNever meant that much to meHeard a lot of talk about my spiritHeard a lot of talk about my soulBut I decided that anxiety and painWere better friendsSo I let it goDid

War in meWar overseasThere ain’t no difference betweenBlood in meBlood overseasThere ain’t no difference betweenThe chills in your spine are oh, so sweetPeople honor you so muchYou’ve got to defend the state at your feetNo!Take, take, take my anthem todayHands on meHands overseasThere ain’t no difference betweenHeart in meHeart overseasThere ain’t no difference between

So many peopleI know only a fewYes I may say that I love this manAnd that manBut what keeps me from loving you?Date of birth, geographyThe color of my skin, ideologyYou got ten fingers, two legs, one noseLike meJust like meCHORUSAnd it’s as simple as thatYou seeAnd if I don’t know who to loveI love

I know that I should think about givingAnd think aboutHelping outAnd think aboutThink about livingBut I can’t seem to resce myselfWhat about my bank accountAnd my holy desert shieldThat keep me dry under the arms?Flags and mental jewelry’s all I knowAnd they keep me happy and warm insideSo I said unto this man"Who are you