By Robert Gilbert Copyright 2002
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Do I even remember how I bleed?
Too much consistency is death
Dying must be better than to blend
Making us get ahead in the end
But because we choose of a feather
We'll remain inbred
What will it take for us to succeed?
Being much more friendly
Or a lessened brand of greed
But what's in it for me?
To be outside of compliance
In alliance with amnesty
Just the uphill battle
Makes me wonder when we will be freed
Of the oppression we give ourselves
Do I even remember how I bleed?
Too much consistency is death
Dying must be better than to blend
Making us get ahead in the end
But because we choose of a feather
We'll remain inbred
Is there somwhere I can make a change
Is this something I can control
Without an effort
It's something we'll never know...
