Your mind is restricted From years of obedience Thoughts are never your own Yourmind is a trap loaded with Crap Ch. Who decided your life? Not you Never had it in you to look inside And be you Living life in a safety belt Nothing inside anymore Never crossed the line Just content to whine Always pay the fine Mind by their design It`s time to purge your brain No question at all They`ve constructed the wall But you had the bricks (Ever increasing pressure fix) (Pain of mind, sickness of heart) Pain of mind, sickness of heart.
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