I'm wide awake;
i can see.
The walls they shake
around me.
I push the hate and confusion
aside for the day to breathe.
Our mothers say that we are saints;
Our fathers say to be brave,
The system says to behave.
We are slaves.
Take the bottles back,
we wont be fed,
led into a trap,
its all in our heads.
City streets are the halls of the factions.
We're under lock and key;
What do you believe?
We lift their weights,
while they conceive
the parties last decree.
I push the hate and confusion
aside for the day to breathe.
Our mothers say that we are saints,
Our fathers say to be brave,
The system says to behave.
We are slaves.
Take the bottles back,
we wont be fed,
led into a trap,
its all in our heads.
City streets are the halls of the factions.
We're under lock and key;
What do you believe?
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