the Politics of Air
I was away, never home, awake and dreaming I was not alone
'Till one day the pill went down and now I'm stuck in their reality
I can't breath, I can't see, No more dreaming, I'm not me
Life was good, we were free, we didn't mind work in the factory
'Till one day a king was crowned and now we're stuck living upside down
We can't breath, we can't see, no more feeling, we're not free
I was away, not far from home, awake and dreaming, but I was not alone
'Till one day the pill went down and now we're stuck in their God damned world
We will breath and we'll see, in our dreaming, to be free
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