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Aug 2011
In this world, this imperfect world,
So many problems are born.
Everlasting conflict,
Which as a collective species,
we are torn.

Do animals have rights?
Is there a God?
Did we come from primates?
Is the answer to the problems war?
Everyone just shakes and nods.

We deserve to know,
What's going on in this show,
That we call life.

Is it too much to ask,
To have a chat,
With the man behind the mask?

Please don't stall,
Cause I can no longer take,
This truth withdrawal.

None of us are thinking,
We are all brothers after all.
Everyone shares the same planet,
We all drink the same water.
Can't we just peacefully share this big blue ball?

Everyone seems to want answers,
But they don't know who to ask.
Pious fools pray for the knowledge,
Citizens look towards the government,
Only to get the answer from a mask.

We deserve to know,
What's going on in this show,
That we call life.

Is it too much to ask,
To have a chat,
With the man behind the mask?

Please don't stall,
Cause I can no longer take,
This truth withdrawal.

Too many questions!
Even more answers!
They believe what they are told,
And go back to their daily routine,
Like hypothesized dancers!

That's why I just say,
QTriangle3=Jesus,
Makes more sense then the other ******* you feed us.
QTriangle3=Jesus,
Why don't you believe us?
QTriangle3=Jesus,
Your political answers are just lies,
To protect the nationalistic demise,
Of our country.
QTriangle3=Jesus,
Just tell us the ******* truth!

We deserve to know,
What's going on in this show,
That we call life.

Is it too much to ask,
To have a chat,
With the man behind the mask?

Please don't stall,
Cause I can no longer take,
This truth withdrawal.
Wuji
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Wuji
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