There's a host of hurts we come acrossNone of which alikeFrom the air inside the birthing roomTo the darkness where we dieThough I feel I'm just as strong as any man I knowI'm not able on my own Carry round the secretsOnly heaven knowsCrawl into our darkened rooms where only victims goThough I feel I'm strong enough to carry all this loadI'm not able on my own All my actions, false or trueSelfish motives I will useWe were born with knives in handTrained to kill our fellow manIf we're not better than the restHow will children do their bestFind your patience, find your truthLove is all we have to lose I'm not able on my own
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