There is no justice for the unborn child murdered in the womb
There is no justice for the weak the poor or those who die too soon
There is no justice for every unrequited love when at first it seems it was sent from heaven above
There is no justice for those in pain, the deaf, the blind, the lame and those who go insane
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Is there a God?
I journey into the Mind the Spirit the Soul
and what is my calling I have none
the path is perfection dawning as the sun
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We all animals are
Thus far we've come
We're all made of stars
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
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I, m past my sell by date
how much I hate it how I loathe it and berate it
But now I am resigned to a fait unkind
I thought I knew rejection before but you can't ignore the facts
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Psychiatrists twist the truth like a noose around the neck
Every thought they will suspect
Every word you will regret
They’ll give you medication
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I was never Mr.Right I was always Mr.Wong
I never new where I stood till it all went wrong
being mixed race has lead me to despair
If you've ever wondered what its like it's rarely quite unfair
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I’m growing old alone
Something I would not condone
Such an awkward fate
So much to berate
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Winged angel up on high
If only you knew what it was to die
to cry your heart all out to get angry scream or shout
Winged angel up on high its said you cannot lie
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