Speak to me just to speak to breathe
Fill the air with the insecurity
In the end, thought it was karma
I hear the sounds of slither, snake charmer
Causing distractions in the fix
The clock ticks, does your life wither in bliss?
Garnished wages, pay or be paid
As you crawl your way through the darkest days
Shipped off for months to fight for peace
A war wrapped in old covers and sheets
Eyes wide to the flock of sheep
That dedicate their lives to bury you deep
Shipped off, fight for peace
While these families, are left here to bleed
Dedicated time to bind and understand the timeline
Crooked lies and hollow eyes explain a time
When i was blind, couldn't piece my mind
Another victim in the senseless crime
Speak
Breathe
Pretend i don't mind when you step outta line
Your cut out/I'm done
Wont bring me down to this misery
Can you hear it crawling, through the dirt beneath your feet
These snakes surround me, and I'm too afraid to breathe
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