What if there were toxins that fill the air,
And all us people do, is roam around without a single care,
Until one day,
That someone finds a way to say
"Hey, this isn't fair,"
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In The Air
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In the Air
What if there were toxins that fill the air,
And all us people do, is roam around without a single care,
Until one day,
That someone finds a way to say
"Hey, this isn't fair,"
