Poverty's no crime

The stolen eye

Poverty's no crime
Holes in my face, thorn in my side
Sounds of the masses - so far away
I`ve wasted my time believing in you
Nothing is sacred to me anymore

But I feel I must tell about it right now

What they have done to me
How could I ever lose my faith
I know I`m one of a few
I beg someday I`ll be again
The one I was before

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