(Intro) It was a Tuesday mornin' Eleventh of September, Two Thousand and One When I got the news 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5 About Eight Forty Five A plane crashed in America
It was so sad I was so mad Who is to blame? So insane
It's not easy to talk about, such a tragedyWho will be next? Make no mistake, we will show the world, that we will past this test
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Twas the South side of Manhattan High above the city in Twin Towers of steel Explosions in the sky 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5 There was chaos and destruction, such a massive execution 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5, I heard them scream Like a bad dream The walls came tum-bl-ing down In scattered graves on the ground
It's not easy to talk about, such a tragedyWho will be next? Make no mistake, we will show the world, that we will past this test
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