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All the little kids left running in the street
They'll find the lonely side of life

Alone in time they'll find
There's a soul inside that's blind


Hunger, poverty was something this young boy was never meant to see
So how's he living free?
Brothers, mothers, fathers, sisters dying in the heat so helplessly

Now what's he meant to be?
TV cameras, news photography portray this boy as something mean
Down in New Orleans

But this young boy just needs something quick to eat
That's why he's doing robberies
Out in the street


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No wonder we're called the dying youth
The dying age and it's the truth
Jealousy and greed just pollute

And no one seems to help or dilute
The situation
Just point the blame

We're the ones withering away
And killing each other every day
Living our lives for the change

But all we seem to see is crime and AIDS
And all we seem to see is life just wasted
I feeling jaded

Silent pain, but smiles in people's faces
Smiles in people's faces
Inside they hide it, inside they chase it

Our minds, our souls
It's the youngest that are growing in this war-ridden world
Yet they're the ones sitting in unheard

Their words are falling on deaf ears
Life just wasted, feeling jaded
Silent pain, but smiles in people's faces


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