Strangeweather - All The Prisons (Part 2) | Текст песни

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Hidden in miles of razor wire,
buried in mountains of concrete,
there's millions of people with faces and names.
Millions of people waiting.

And should the gates swing open,

A sentence just begun.
No open arms awaiting,
and all roads call for your return.

This isn't justice.
There is no justice here.

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