Biyernes, Agosto 1, 2014

When I close my eyes

In a cold dark night
I set a fire for my flight
Expecting a daylight,
It doesn't feel alright

Ideas clashing in,
Feelings killing from within
Why life bores me to death
Punching, kicking me below the belt

Sick of this world's inequality
A society full of hypocrisy,
Love full of infidelity,
Racism to any kind of nationality

Media in a dynamic cycle
Old ideas creatively recycled
An evil political system
But you cannot blame them

We're the main problem
Not the fucked-up system
With our wicked mentality
We'll never reach tranquility

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