Verse 1:
Write a book ?bout the times that
You?ve held your head in your hands
and you?ve cried
For poverty to end
Oh no (x3)

Verse 2:
Feel the weight of the air
Fall upon your chest
It?s getting hard to believe
When life?s such a mess

Oh no (x3)

Pre-chorus:
Apathy will set in soon
If you don?t believe
When you fight you can?t lose
Oh no, you can?t lose, oh no

Verse 3:
Try to stand
But your feet keep falling down
Muscles weak, atrophied
By the chill of the ground

Oh no (x3)

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