The place I stand is too far gone now
Full of rotting flowers, ash dust and bones.
But we can't change it's direction;
It's fell to waste with destitution.
Yet it's still the place that I call home.
I know that we can't change the World,
But we can still try...
So let's shout out loud
And let our voices be heard...
The town I lived in has disappeared.
It used to be so well revered.
Shame it means next to nothing now
It's time for it's last bow.
A nuclear bomb couldn't have fixed it last year...
It was ran into the ground
By backhanders and cash cows.
They couldn't just stop
At the one large Corporate...
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