Blame

Parts of the world are in agony
But now it’s clear to me
Our pride is so high that it’s taller than all the redwood trees
Unlike our economy
The stern face of burden is leering straight down at me
Dreams are realities reinforced support beams
Think about it
Our world with 7 billion members, 101 billion buried deep

Steve went to far to surrender
But do you think his mother still loves him

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