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The Press And The President
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Democracy
When I I I, left you to die
that haunting night
Tore me up inside.
But I I I, regret that lie
And it's too late to try
To make it right
I did not plan on making things
Harder than when they first appeared
But somehow it turned out this way
And I can't stand the sight of me
Democracy can't figure me out
When I I I, left you to die
that haunting night
Tore me up inside.
But I I I, regret that lie
And it's too late to try
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To make it right
Voted for, devoted to
None of these are clear or true
I can't enjoy being free all day
When I see your blood being washed away
Democracy can't figure me out
The end is near without a doubt
Democracy can't figure me out
When I I I, left you to die
that haunting night
Tore me up inside
But I I I, regret that lie
And it's too late to try
To make it right
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