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I took the needle out of my arm about
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A year ago today
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And every day since then I've been taking
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The needle out of my brain
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So when I'm staring down at my hands I can't explain
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Just what it is that I'm thinking of
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Except thank god that all my veins have to pump is my blood
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I've done you so much wrong I can't believe
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You would still talk to me
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And I say so much bullshit I can't believe
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That anyone around me can breathe
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I know that it's a little dramatic
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But the word for not changing is “dead ”
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So I'm getting better my friends but please don't hold your breath
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I met a man in rehab the first time
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An organizer in prison
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He lived in Chicago when the cops shot Fred Hampton
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But he was just a kid back then
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Justice doesn't flow from police guns
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I'm reminded of that all the time
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As long as there is a law peace will be a crime
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What the news calls economics
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I still call it violence
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If your god is a judge or a jailer
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I'm still an atheist
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But I try to have faith in the things that will happen
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I get saved from myself when i do
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So maybe “god” isn't the right word but I believe in you
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