We are the sons and daughters of a revolution, revolutionaries walking us out of opression and into a
No-low promise land.

And this is leaves us with a great sense of sadness dwelling inside our soul. No one can explain where
Its' coming from or where it's taking us.

We just know that something is lost, but somehow we are lost, lost

And this my friend, is the great depression
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The Great Depression Lyrics

Blindside – The Great Depression Lyrics