I shiver but I am not cold
it's not about my fears
a shudder runs throughout the land
of burning echoed tears
troubles weigh upon our world
the stars are blocked tonight
a dark and frightening demon roams
the mob disputes his right
the tear gas drifts in every street
the cops have done their best
and yet the hate must overwhelm
and many fail the test
how long before we mobilize
and who will call the bluff
when will Americans arise
to say they've had enough
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