I WAS BORN A LIBERAL BABY
FREEDOM IS WHAT MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME
YES SHE DID, OH THAT SHE DID
BUT ONE THING SHE DIDNT KNOW WOULD THE SEEDS SHE PLANT HER SELF SHE WILL BE KILLED
BY SELFISH GAIN AND BURNT BY ACID RAIN
WHAT WILL BE THE END OF OUR STORY
RACE WHO BATH IN MATERAIL GLORY
SOME CAN AFFORD SELF IN FREE
STILL PUMPING OUT THE ENEMY
RISING RISING TO IN TO THE SKY
THE END RESULT THEY BLIND OUR EYES
ARE WE LEAVING A PROLONGE OF SUCIDE
SAVE THIS PROMISED LAND!
TREES FOR MUDERED TO THE GROUND
HORMOSIZE THE ONLY SOUND THEY EAR
THEY SEEM TO FEEL
THIS AINT NOT JOKE, THE PAIN IS REAL
CAN WE SAVE THIS PROMISED LAND!
FLOWERS WEEP, SEAS ARE CRYING
DO THEY BELIEVE, DO THEY FEEL WE LYING
WHEN WE VOW TO DO WHAT WE CAN
SAVE THIS PROMISED LAND!
THIS WHOLE WORLD AINT LIKE IT USED TO BE
SHOW ME TWO THOUSAND YEAR OLD TREE
WHAT WOULD BE THE END OF OUR STORY
CAN WE SAVE THIS PROMISED LAND!
CAN WE SAVE THIS PROMISED LAND!
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