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Ramp - Future lyrics
What is ours... What is ours... Slowly as some actions save quickly man destroys Possibilities to embrace a future joy Crime... Crime... Profits raise inhuman race seller's of our youth Desert seas vanished trees unvoided truth Crime... Crime... Yeah no one cares, we just stare, watching crime assign Yeah we dispise and waste our pride giving all away Betting what's our... Future... Future... Future... What is ours... Yeah no one cares, we just stare, watching crime assign Yeah we dispise and waste our pride giving all away Betting what's our... Future... Future... Future... |
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