Rage
Can you be free in a world you can't see?
Why can't you see?
The rage of the world is a blinding effect
You can't listen in a world, when you can't hear
Why can't you hear?
The constant screaming and yelling, the accusations and misunderstandings
When you still have police brutality and racism in every corner of the world
We stand blind and deaf in this world
A world so cold
They ask if we can be free
But I answerd with a blinding effect
With a vague answer I told you about the rage in the world
But what about my rage
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