dayton
sinclair
beavercreek
discounts
wright state
fairborn
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Lyrics
When you go to find your home,
You find yourself and it's all gone,
Because...,
You're one in a million,
When you go to find your home,
You find yourself and it's all gone,
Because...,
You're one in a million,
Your taxes are returned,
Your money's not to blame,
And each and every single person-
you know is the same,
The rules have not been changed,
Things have always been this way,
We're all ignorant mother fuckers,
Been led to the fields to graize,
Jesus will not save us,
Mohammad doesn't care,
The worst thing that we can all do is complacently stare,
It's a facade of ideals,
And the future's lookin' bleak,
Rich men have been using god for years to rule the weak,
When you go to find your home,
You find yourself and it's all gone,
Because...,
You're one in a million,
When you go to find your home,
You find yourself and it's all gone,
Because...,
You're one in a million,
The politicians know it,
And they use it as they creep,
Up the political ladder,
Building bridges while we sleep,
Our chains are fastened hard,
Of our own uncertainty,
The only fear that binds us is that of mortality,
Minds that have been won,
By centuries of lies,
Are not easily turned,
It's up to them to clear their eyes,
We can be the agent,
That brings the coming change,
As long as we all know,
That we can never go home,