"Rue Results"

Told him tears fall
Told them
No one hears their calls
System fails at some point all
Responsibility
No one takes the fall
Displace the blame
To make the same
As world's away
Where forgotten lay
Beneath the heels of wealth
Greed that forms the death
Of simplicity
What's to become of me?
Every Sunday I would hear them say
Plantation's gone
But plantation stays
To carry on within the face
Aged but unchanged beneath
What is this?
Pieces of the cross for sale?
Told them tears fall
Told them
They must first hear their calls
That the system fails us all
But I took responsibility...
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