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    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    and open doors to hurting people like me
    People like me
    People like me
    People like me
    Yeah, people like me

    Is it fair to say that I am stressing out
    I'm stationed in Iraq and they won't let me out
    My homies said I was stupid for even joining
    My consulate said my decision was disappointing
    How she had good slate for good state colleges
    and with my good grades it wouldn't've been a problem
    But they don't understand just the power of significance
    More than brilliance and certainly more than dividends
    And if you ask me now
    Would I repeat it
    Would I fight in a war I don't believe in?
    Well the answer is its not me here the cancer is
    They've been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth
    And after all this time its still deadly hazardous
    And Bush isn't really being all that inaccurate
    When he says we winning the war cus its staggering
    But thats cus we killin' everybody that we see
    And most of us soldiers we can barely fall asleep
    And time and time again I'm feeling incompetent
    Cus my woman back home we constantly arguin'
    And I must be crazy cus all I'm obsessin' with
    Is her myspace and facebook and who's commentin'
    I swear to God if she's cheating I'm doing her ass in
    I can tell with one look
    And it came to be something like a song hook
    Saying

    Heaven, is there a chance that you can come down
    And open doors to hurting people like me
    People like me
    People like me
    People like me
    Yeah, people like me

    Meet Sarah, the proud mother of young Sebastian
    Suburban professional, went to college in Ashland
    In self pity, she suddenly cried
    Would my life be important if I suddenly died?
    Neighbours sayin' what a nice woman she was
    Keepin' mostly to herself ever since the divorce
    And with the company downsizing in the fall, and all
    She really shouldn't take it that personal at all
    It wasn't her boss who had his eyes on his thighs
    And got a rise from her risin' off the desk though
    And despite remembering sayin' no plenty of times
    It was still a damn surprise being let go
    And now stuck with a mortgage she can't afford
    And too educated to blame the corporate world
    She got on welfare, then hated it
    Case worker powertrippin' and generally being degrading
    if nothing else she was treated sick, and ineffective
    Which is the worse thing, that she'd been left with
    Damn
    No magic from David Blaine
    No pain and her pain was plain
    No Morgan Freeman to narrate the shame
    So she took refuge in prayer
    Kind of like finding God in the phonebook
    and it came to her sounding something like a song hook.

    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    and open doors to hurting people like me
    People like me
    People like me
    People like me
    Yeah, people like me

    I guess I told you about myself to a degree
    Just by telling you about people like me
    But people like me, they speak politely
    They don't start no beef for a piece of white meat
    Everybody gotta eat, but everybody doesn't
    Which is why I wanna tell you about my favourite cousin
    He and I grew up where the sun shines
    And we both partook in the gun crimes
    And we both liked American rap rhymes
    Even though we didn't understand one line
    If you remember my liner notes in my last album
    I talked about a close call with a grenade
    I think we both must've been seventh grade
    But don't panic, we both survived without damage
    But we developed a bond like we survived the Titanic
    So when the country became frantic
    My mother tried to get us out, planned it
    to the last detail, except the plan got derailed
    cus there wasn't enough money for the plane tickets
    How bitter when my mother had to chose who to take with her
    So my cousin got left in the war
    And that's just hard to record
    But now I take refuge in prayer
    Kind of like finding God in the phonebook
    It came to me sounding something like a song hook

    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    and open doors to hurting people like me
    People like me
    People like me
    People like me
    Yeah, people like me

    Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
    and open doors to hurting people like me
    People like me
    People like me
    People like me
    Yeah, people like me

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