quinta-feira, 29 de abril de 2010 by Ismael
Freedom of expression
Freedom of speech
Run away from depression
Or your life it'll leech
Doesn't matter if they call you
Whitey, nigger, savage or goose
When they go for the abuse
that's when we all lose
Freedom of expression
Freedom of thought
You seek for correction
But that can't be bought
Humans as play things
The hardness of reality
Leads to cruel iniquity
Media's pulling our strings
Freedom of expression
Freedom of choice
It's a matter of perception
They will hear our voice
Freedom of speech
Run away from depression
Or your life it'll leech
Doesn't matter if they call you
Whitey, nigger, savage or goose
When they go for the abuse
that's when we all lose
Freedom of expression
Freedom of thought
You seek for correction
But that can't be bought
Humans as play things
The hardness of reality
Leads to cruel iniquity
Media's pulling our strings
Freedom of expression
Freedom of choice
It's a matter of perception
They will hear our voice