So what does it mean
living your life as a dream
kept in confusing
not knowing the truth
I won't keep on blaming you
they just don't tell you
know your enemy
Cause this enemy is real
with big illusions
in persuasion
they give anhilation
and they are patient
drive you out of homes
no one ever sees their crime
they are your two eyes
so get a third one
and the third is just your mind
and the heart, resides inside
the truth is in there
concealed, as a weaponry
about to give a scare
lies and lies and lies
killling bro's and sis alive
and you support them
everytime they ask
they threat everything you have
This is, control by stealth
| Rythmic Wisdom |
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