Walk in the rain, so far not feeling a thing
Walking in to the train ******* is looking at me like
They probably think I ‘am menace terror
Chin music dialogue ******* with my ear
Heart to heart it shop talk wind yack
Do the best to cover the track
Block every revolutionary attack by pack
Military junta acting like shorter soda
Next thing you know
The game is finish
They winning the slap jack
Knock knock it hard to drag the sack
Lock the door lets show our rank
qliq qlak boom proof that they are not paper back
Meanwhile what matter to her/him is who killed?
The mind is working shift press the number not needed
Process it that’s your seed indeed they graduated
But the speed is in ****
They already know, way to proceed, just stop your need and start inhale from that roll of green
Disagree with why and agree with because
Because since you already surrounding by a pain all you can do is at least make it slow for your soul
a big hole pulling your goal
At the same time there is patrol letting your reach your goal
Caps lock, you are under control
Angel’s park is very dark even the clock is going fast
People stop passing
No one remember the past
The cast are the people supposed to finish the work of the last
Plants demand stand but everybody is looking their luck
Suddenly u give up all you do is watch your back and you don’t know why
But none of them would say these is my pack and lets attack.
Feeling is nothing, love suddenly it a word without meaning
Believers are ill mentally, humanism a lost definition,
Every muthfucker claims to know freedom or the definition of it
Will I got bad news for you there is no such thing called freedom
Thanks you.