I could tell you a story of shame
I could talk for hours on how we became
a flower that bloomed in one day.
The next day our glory faded away.
Divided by hostilities,
hung up on issues, we disagree.
A body that's been torn apart.
We're still a body with a healthy heart.


People like me, persons like you.
We want to be, closer to God.
Closer to free.
All you people like me.


What do you think when you see
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continuous losers the people like me?
I hope you never believe
just for a moment you're better than me.
The truth is that we are the same.
All different people but only one name.
I hope that you will agree
that all of you are people like me.


I can't stand by myself anymore.
I forgot what we're fighting for.
Please come take my hand
we can make our stand
feels so good to be,
be so free.