I stumble learn question
and burn
I`ll fight and I`ll
win but thoughts are killing me
down comes albatross
my mind is at a loss
instincts switched it
off
you judge, criticize,
punish, ostracize
subtly mesmerise, you
own and you control
expropriate lives of
the guilty of crime
duplicity thrives
winners, losers, actors,
clowns
trapped in a circle
upside down
feel the vibe to paradox
jump like a jack in
a box
paralysis in our heads
we think we live though
we are dead
cadavers are being fed
human blood is swapped
for lead
circle is their property
expropriating liberty
laughing is heard
juggling is seen
we applause as if
we`re free
they have means we
live on dreams
justice ain`t just
what it seems
what they demand
is chaste machines
what we supply is
humanity
Words: Mike Briguglio 1/2
-95
Music : NORM REJECTION