I see you had your mind all made up group of pitiful liars Before I woke to face day, your master plan transpired Something told me This job had more to meet the eye My song is not My words some-what deceiving? Now i'm unwhole.
You've waged a war of nerves But you can't crush the
Can't be what your idols are Can't leave the scar. You cry for compensation I ask you please just give
5 minutes alone
I read your eyes, your mind was made up You me for a fool You used complexion of my skin for a counter rascist tool You can't me I've spilled my guts out in the past. Taken advantage because you know where
I've come [from] my past. You've waged a war of nerves But you can't crush the kingdom
be what your idols Can't leave the scar. I bury your compensation I ask you please just give us...