One Nation

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subwryter
subwryter
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Living in a fear filled nation of
libation and baby raping
Drop the guns they demand
never held one in their hands
First to call for war
Call for arms
things ajar
A tear filled nation
displacement
Racists calling themselves theorists
uncomfortable with facing
the real theory
YOU SUCK

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