
And sometimes a gloit
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It feels like I'm tense
My rhymes aren't making any sense
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I'm dead or alive, who knows?
I'm free or caged, who shows?
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You are in lab, Tyrant says
You will vanish, if experiment fails
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I'm used and bruised
Slaughtered and rused
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"No more silence" my head burns
Freedom is screaming, it's your turn
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©Bhat Naieem
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