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Running Out of Time

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Empty promises
Usless debates
Pointless decisions
Guess what, I've had a prevision

I fore see hate
Violents and crime
Slowly, slowly running out of time
But wait, wait there is more
All this hate is at your door

Creeping in when you least expect it
There is no where to direct it
You breathe it in breathe it out
Take it i without a doubt

You stand there waiting for the key
But the key really is you and me
Start the saving end the wars
So that we, you and me
Could have a better country





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