Innocents are killed and politicians are thrilled
Innocents are grilled and politicians; with frilled
We are the highway lay on lies to power freak
They laugh when we cry, deaf they are to shriek
Ah, we quest to change world without changing self
How foolish we are, digging own grave with yelp,
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we quest to change world without changing self How foolish we are, digging own grave with yelp, ..........................true lines on change