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And I don’t understand why they want me,
And I don’t understand why they need me,
Why I feel like a flaw in the system,
Why I don’t get a chance to resist them.
And I don’t understand how they got me,
And I don’t understand why they hold me,
Please, oh god, nothing more I can give them,
And I don’t get a chance to resist them.
Gods,
They’ll come for you,
They’re on the news,
Front, back and center pages.
Gods,
I will pray,
They’re on the chase,
They put our kids in cages.