those who don't move can't feel their chains
it's like getting wet under the rain


we always find something to cover up our shames
and still got someone to blame for everything

it's the same case for anyone
well at least the truth tellers
without peripheric fears
getting loose like tears

those fakers can't make a difference
between a machine gun & a camera lens

they accuse & point fingers at you
for your hair's too long or your skin's too dark

we all get used to it eventually
seeing them speaking their minds free
about politics or movies for jurks
just before we would explode in blue

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