Corrugated dream house with a two cart garage
Tattered ghosts picking through scraps to survive
You live so comfortably but the third world's right in your backyard
Create handy excuses so their situations are justified

I walk around this town and all I see is pain and misfortune
So many broken sidewalks, broken hopes and broken dreams
The animated shells of the people they once used to be
And I can't remember the last time that I cried

But you just look the other way

So as not to feel guilty you avoid making contact with their eyes
The fact that it's just another routine only makes it more of a crime
We're all human beings but what does being human mean
When it's twenty degrees outside and there's people sleeping on the street?

This is not the way that it's all supposed to be
What's happening to our, to our humanity?

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