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The feelings insecure
It's so easy, push the pin, fake the tense
And give us nothing more
And if it's OK by you,

Hey don't pay no mind,
We are the second,
and feelings insecure
We're so easy, push the pin, fake the tense
And give us nothing more
And if it’s okay by you

Hey, don't pay no mind
We are the second,
saw the damage in you
My fortunate one
The envy of youth

Why would they
Tell me to please those
That laugh in my face
With all of the reasons
They've
The words are numb and I am so afraid
There is no meaning

This is another chance or so I'm told
By these who can push themselves at any cost
They bless
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
Your youth may be gone
But you're still a young man
So phone me, phone me, phone me
So phone me,
mention love
A rush and a push and the land
That we stand on is ours
Your youth may be gone
But you're still a young man
So phone me, phone me
So
you got me good
How you push and shove (push and shove)
Ooh boy you're hustlin' me
You work it hard (you work it hard you gonna lie some)
Boy you
Lord forgive us, we're sinners
Was poor with the other children
Of course the ills that are less fortunate
Support while they're killing
Graduated
Somewhere life is good and things go as they should
It's hard to find but that's alright
Searching for the way, push harder everyday
It's deep inside
Somewhere life is good, and things go as they should
It's hard to find, but that's alright yeah
Searching for the way, push harder everyday
It's deep
Somewhere life is good, and things go as they should
it's hard to find, but that's alright yeah
Searching for the way, push harder everyday
It's
I don't miss a beat of your animal heart
                   And when you push from behind I know I can
                   Cover a mountain with
[Chorus:]
Can you be in love
When you live alone
Push comes to shove
When you're bitchin' on

Now look at every
I'm tonne on you without
your kiss
I must admit it's a part of me
You please me, complete me, believe me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply
When a black man can't walk certain streets
Without being hassled by the pigs
When the youth are forced into the school system
Designed to break
glad, for the youth that I had
Way more sensible, say no more, cradle's laying on the floor

I push you down to the floor
Relax down there or I'll
the light, you represent
The force that hides us from the fall
But you're on the edge, you stumble yourself
Satan has got you by the balls
So you push
When a black man can't walk certain streets
Without being hassled by the pigs
When the youth are forced into the school system
Designed to break
In the town
The start of day
The father thinks in sadness
On why his daughters went away
On youth and other madness

I know we don't choose who
All over America!

I want the whole wide world to know
that Pato Banton is on the go.
Just like a tree that plant by the rivers of water
I will surely
thousand demons hammer down with every footstep
Ten thousand angels rush the wind against my back
This church of mine may not be recognized by steeple
But
and the hypocrisy, the punishment of truth,
the sickness and the cynicism, that strips away your youth.
If you could find a crack in this faceless wall
and push
back against the wall
I look at backs that push the wall for years
Scarred by many knives and too much fear
your kiss
I must admit it's a part of me
You please me, complete me, believe me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply
dance party summer 1988. 
At first I thought it might be William Blake.

We mix our own mythologies. We push them out through pa systems. 
We dictate