When truths aren't pleasant
and lies become comfortable
When dark isn't black
and pure isn't white
Will you speak what is right?
Or continue walk in the crowd?
Silently watch the irrationals
Being covered and worshiped
Cover your eyes, pretend not know
Even the blinds, see more than what's shown
Plug your ears and hide your voice
Don't you feel ashamed of your behavior?
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