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Inward, where I call my home
And drink from universal springs unknown
While lonely white men, on their thrones so high
Make choices whether I may do or die
And thinking overtime, I hurt myself
Over and over I'm bleeding from my mind, cruel to be kind
That's what they said in their eyes, I know it well, I've seen before
While blinded masses, take their cues from those
Whose motivation comes from thoughts of gold
And thinking overtime, I hurt myself
Over and over I'm bleeding from my mind, cruel to be kind
That's what they said in their eyes, I know it well, I've seen before
And Hard times, makes everybody a little stronger
And in the action good remains longer, oh-oh
And life it seemingly blooms in wonder