dear mr. president,
come take a walk with me
let's pretend we're just 2 people and you're not better than me
i'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
what do you feel when do you see all the homeless on the street?
who do pray for at night before you go to sleep?
what do you feel when you look in the mirror?
are you proud?
how do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
how do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
how do you walk with your head held high?
can you even look me in the eye and tell me why?
dear mr. president,
were you a lonely boy?
are you a lonely boy?
are you a lonely boy?
how can you say no child is left behind?
we're not dumb and we're not blind
they're all sitting in your cells while you pave the roads to hell
what kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
i can only imagine what the first lady has to say
you've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
how do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
how do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
how do you walk with your head held high?
can you even look me in the eye?
let me tell you about hard work
minimum wage with the baby on the way
let me tell you about hard work
rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
let me tell you about hard work
building a bed out of a cardboard box
let me tell you about hard work
hard work
hard work
you don't know nothing about hard work
hard work
hard work
how do you sleep at night?
how do you walk with your head held high?
dear mr. president,
you'd never take a walk with me.
would you?
<3 our rights.
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