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Wake Up Mother 

America took my hand as I drank from a poisoned baby bottle 
Mother Nature disdained the path yet we had no control 
America never cared, toxic fabric in the air
Thinking chairs, I thought we could resolve what we have here
Rocking in this chair I realized that there’s no turning back
Mother Nature gasp for breath watching the shortage of the ice caps 
We melt along with the ice 
Together we cry 
The person in charge of our society used to lie
Now he’s in his perfect world while watching us die 
The Poisoned baby bottle drops to the ground empty 
Mother Nature would have a better life if there wasn’t a us if there wasn’t such thing as we 

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