Poem
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Poem
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We all know what's right
We didn't get it from a book or a site
We know it in our bones
All blood flows the same
So why did we end up this way?
While we were looking at your phones
They snuck it in the room
Planted it and then, it bloomed
And look was all we could do
In a poem unlimited we stay
And on a lawless night, lawless night, we wait
Holding our breath, we wait
No one needs to make a profit
No one needs to get paid
If we all agree we don't have to live that way
But to this day we choose the hard way
(No one needs to make a profit
No one needs to get paid)
But to this day we choose the hard way
We all know what's right
We didn't get it from a book or a site
We know it in our bones
All blood flows the same
So what are we gonna do to change?
What are we gonna do to change?
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U.S. Girls performs "Poem", and this lyric page sits inside the U.S. Girls catalog on LyroVerse.
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