So if I start to struggle, tell me who's gonna help me
Nobody that's who, that's the way it's always gonna be
Paying just to live in this so called land of the free
fighting wars for the wealthy, when there's families in the streets with nothing to eat
Every time you stand up, something comes along and knocks you off your feet
Swimming in hardships man this ocean is deep
but the strong carry on, searching for where they belong
Everyone thinking they're right, but everybody's wrong
The way we're living isn't freedom we're slaves to our own society
Demons making money off of souls, forget that ain't nobody buying me
My heart is not for sale my thoughts are my own
and you can believe I'll selflessly fight for others till God calls me home
I don't care what you think about the way I'm living
because everything I've got is everything I'm giving

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