Living in your country
Lying on the street
Your country feeds me garbage
As you hand me defeat
Standing on the corner
Holding up my sign
"Will work for food"! it reads
But you just pass me by
Living in a paper box
No where else to stay
I try to get back on top
But you just push me away
Living in your country
Lying on the street
Your country feeds me garbage
As you hand me defeat
-----Inspiration often comes when we lest expect it and usually in unformaliar places----
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