Vices

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I must again sing my dissent until your end
 I must again sing my dissent until your end
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 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 This is the first set of words that I'll put to these chords
 To indemnify me of the blood that runs
 Through the veins in my arms
 Pumped from my heart
 That holds hope in one chamber and hate in the others
 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 Fatherless is how I prefer to be known
 At six years young, I was left all on my own
 The son of a full time working mother
 With a molester for father, who lives with a prison for home
 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 We all have one love
 And I must again sing my dissent until your end
 And I must again sing my dissent until your end
 Because I can barely breathe with your weight on my chest
 And I'm so fucking sick of being ashamed of my own flesh
 And I must again sing my dissent until your end
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 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
 We all have our anger, we all have our love
 We all
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 America, in my opinion, is the prison house of nations
 It rings with the sound of truth to me
 But let's let the numbers tell the tale
 Now, if we were to count all of the people in U.S. prisons and jails
 We would account for almost a quarter of the worlds prisoners
 The actual figure comes to 23 percent of the worlds incarcerated
 From a country of a mere five percent of the worlds total population
 Not since Rome have we seen such a fever for imprisonment
 So there's a reason I've called it the prison house of nations
 Because it is
 From death row, this is Mumia Abu-Jamal
 

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Duration
04:59
Key
1
Tempo
181 BPM

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