

A hundred thousandHere in your chair, your throne A hundred thousand bow, a hundred thousand more sit at home Clapping But while you speak, your words do more Than move the ignorant They trample on the innocent While you sit in your chair, your throne A hundred thousand rounds are fired, a hundred thousand more are born While you sit, rubbing your hands at the sight of green Stained in red But while you reap the wealth, your actions do more Than benefit the benighted They spill the blood of the pure And here in your chair, your throne Standing above the filth A hundred thA hundred thousand
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You only live once.
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i make
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Bad things happen when im bored...
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~Faye~
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I have a reason to check my page now.
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Bad things happen when im bored...
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