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At My City

Take a look At my city Can't you see The flowers How they grow Take a look Show me some pity Dont you know I'm no stranger's fool Take a second To find some deeper meaning Don't you know I'm the one You call control Take a second To realign your haunting Don't you know Don't you know I'm no fool Take a look at me You'll see an indigenous friend I'm free my god I'm free Take a look At my city Can't you see The trees surround me Take a look Oh what a pity You fool kid You'll never be free I said I'm sorry And I'm sorry You'll never be free
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matthewkirn
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Feb 22, 2011
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