Tired of hearing us moan and complain,
Just `cos you don`t feel it
Doesn`t mean there`s no pain,
Brought up then let down and run through the course,
Able to fuck us and feel no remorse
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This is a cry for the ones who can`t fight,
We`re just the bad seeds who didn`t turn out right,
We`ll get a chance and we`ll break down the door,
This is the angry, the young and the poor
Turned on your own, kicked the dirt in our face
We`re stuck without money, no working, no pace,
Just think what you`d do if you were in our place,
Reality`s waiting while you take up space
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(Break)
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