This world's got me in shackles like I'm locked inside a cage
Should I throw myself away and be added to all the waste
I didn't choose to live these days, can I refuse to run this race
I find it hard to leave the pills in the bottles they are contained
It's hard to face your pain when you're scarred and stuck in the rain
I try so hard to keep my feet down on holy ground, all the same
But don't call me an angel, I've severed my holy wings
See, I've given into death and let the devil pull my strings
I've amounted my success to materialistic things
In a world that shuns the Royalty, so crown me as the king
It's difficult to take the fact we're paying a price
In which we don't communicate and hearts are colder than ice
We try our best to fix relations, in the end, it's no dice
We feed the dirt to the kids and feed the rodents the rice
Though I never save face when it's like torture to smile
When good people go down, we stay down for a while
We're like prisoners who never had a chance for a trial
I guess progress isn't really our style
With all the pride that we hold, we are fighting in a struggle so old
Where the battles stay heated but the world is so cold

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