Time, only time will tell
The weight of the season
The lies have been told
Now our waters run red
Pain stings my open mind
The tall tales of treason
What can become
From a haunting memory of loss?
Wade through history
The once and true lives
Blood stains all our hands
Since the 9th ward's broken down
You've grown so comfortable
In your new position
The bottom line means death
And war gets so expensive
We've tried to manifest
Our anger for some good
But we've been swept out by the ones
The ones who hold the dollar
We have all been broken
Since the 9th ward's broken down

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