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Take my hand and hold it tight, baby it was a rough night.
I don’t know what to say but it was a rough day.
Outside the window it smells like war, I can’t take this anymore.
You take away our fathers to killing our own brothers.
Please Mr. President this isn´t your resident
Mr. Mayor they gonna call you a slayer
No matter if they are black, white or yellows, they are still one of my fellows.
Cover my eyes, I don’t want to see no more
Cover my ears I don’t want t hear no more
Don´t silence my mouth cause I want to scream, please wake me up from this dream.
I gonna make them stop, I want their weapons to drop.
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Please Mr. President this isn´t your resident
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