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Amy Jean Nobles

American Wreckage

Rise

Walls closing in, heads spinning now;

we were laughing then, we ain't laughing now.

Gotta fight it, gotta right it;

RISE, can you feel it now;

RISE, come on shout it out;

RISE, we will never bow; RISE.

Used to be so blind, couldn't see the hate;

now we speak our minds before it gets too late.

Gotta fight it, gotta right it;

RISE, can you feel it now;

RISE, come on shout it out;

RISE, we will never bow; RISE.

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