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Album: Live At Halden Prison
To him who's laughing
And the girl who's crying
We're all victims of these times
To the hooker
And the one who books her
There's somethin' pure within
You've tried and failed, been lucky too
You've been shot down, but you've shot too
There's no one richer
No one's poorer
We all reach for the same shore
To all the violent
And the silent
You're all treated the same
To the beggar
I'm no better
We crash, we burn, we fall, we learn
We keep on falling everyday
The same traps, the same mistakes
When I search the ages and find shame
All I can find is my name
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