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I know a man

 Who doesn't have many friends

 I know a place he lives

 Where trouble never ends

I know its hard for him

 To read 'tween the lines

 And his days are getting so much shorter

He simply turns away

 And dons a bitter frown

 His world is crumbling

 His ship is weighted down

He doesn't care

 As long as he can wear the crown

 I know this man all too well

 Its my poor friend me

 A portrayal of the great dichotomy

 ( reminder of tragic history)

 Its my poor friend me

 And I'm running out of steam

I know there are people

Who are cynical and vain

They point their finger

'cuz they can't accept the blame

They live their lives

Under a blanket of shame and their progeny

Crawl from underneath it

Lately I've come

 To see the solution

 And it begins with me

But I'm so fallibly human

 I've picked the lock

 But will not turn the key

Of people running scared

We live, breathe and die

Off to a world, our time is slipping on by

We have solutions, but don't even try

And I feel I know just who to blame