| Vacuum. |
| Not even a court room. |
| Just me in a small room, that has become a tomb
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| Converted. |
| Disadvantaged. |
| Nothing granted. |
| Will they ever get my message?
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| And how soon will I have to think when allowed to? |
| Lonely in this commune
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| Given away. |
| Giving them names. |
| I hoped you were with me. |
| The world is far too
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| busy now
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| The nation has forgotten me
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| Several times severed lines which means
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| Patience with hypocracy
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| Only misery
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| Severed ties, several lies over me
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| Right over me, right over me
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| Justice is but a promise from the dishonest. |
| Where do I stand in all this?
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| So long they have chosen even my opinions, while I remain forgotten
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| I’m evading the main thing. |
| Frozen but ageing, while I’m left debating
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| Whether or not I’m worth a lot. |
| To waste away. |
| To have another say now
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| The nation has forgotten me
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| Several times severed lines which means
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| Patience with hypocracy
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| Only misery
|
| Severed ties, several lies over me
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| Right, right over me, right, right over me
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| Oh, over me
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| But wait, wait nah man
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| I ever show you de scene when babylon come approach me?
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| Man, ah long story dat you know
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| You see when dem wha come fight yo down fi di wrong ting
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| And nah protect dem end?
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| A sign of struggle you know, a sign of struggle partner
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| Hol on
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| The nation has forgotten me
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| Several times severed lines which means
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| Patience with hypocracy
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| Only misery
|
| Severed ties, several lies over me
|
| The nation has forgotten me
|
| Several times severed lines which means
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| Patience with hypocracy
|
| Only misery, only misery
|
| Severed ties, several lies over me
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| Right, right over me, right over me |