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The impoverished wasteland That keeps you from changing the world Will never be your home Not if I'm here You don't know how much people will try To drive you away To keep you ''where you belong'' A waiting place The place I so desperately fear Not for me; I'm not one of ''them'' But you are; according to the authorities I can hide: we don't have race wars here But how can you avoid it if the government perpetuates it? I nearly shed a lone tear The Canadian Ghetto It's where you're destined to stay If they, we, I let you fall If the people convince you you're inferior But you have nothing to fear. I'll won't stop making you                                                 Braver                                                  Smarter                                                    Stronger                                                      Aware And when all is said and done And they've taken your ability to give a **** You still won't surrender And I'll shed a joyous tear.
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
The Canadian Ghetto
The impoverished wasteland That keeps you from changing the world Will never be your home Not if I'm here You don't know how much people will try To drive you away To keep you ''where you belong'' A waiting place The place I so desperately fear Not for me; I'm not one of ''them'' But you are; according to the authorities I can hide: we don't have race wars here But how can you avoid it if the government perpetuates it? I nearly shed a lone tear The Canadian Ghetto It's where you're destined to stay If they, we, I let you fall If the people convince you you're inferior But you have nothing to fear. I'll won't stop making you                                                 Braver                                                  Smarter                                                    Stronger                                                      Aware And when all is said and done And they've taken your ability to give a **** You still won't surrender And I'll shed a joyous tear.
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darcy-sahn
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
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