An Excerpt
You came strolling into my town
Thinking that I could be beat down
Kicked me while I was at your feet
Kept me drunk so I could stay weak
Now I see what you’ve done to me
Kept me blind so I cannot find
The will to keep on going through
We are few but we will beat you
We sing for those who have been abused
We sing for those who have been ill used
We sing for those who are still bruised
We sing so they could seek the truth
At night they came we went away
We woke up to find a new day
All we could do was scream and cry
How could we believe all their lies
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