Deadstrings
Whenever I close my eyes
I feel like a flower full of flies
Wherever I get to feel
The cold inside is what I fear
I'm never gonna be a slave
With all these birds locked in a cage
Come on open your eyes
They always come for alibis
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
They've left us on the side but
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
We fight for rights but
These strings are dead
To fight for fate
These drums are weak
To make you wake
Living in a world
A world of politics
Singing a song
A song for the pigs
We're all but rats in a maze
Looking for ways to leave the place
I'm living in a world in a world of politics
I'm singing a song I'm singing a song for pigs
We're all but rats in a maze
Looking for ways to leave the place
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
They've left us on the side but
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
We fight for rights but
These strings are dead
To fight for fate
These drums are weak
To make you wake
Living in a world
A world of politics
Singing a song
A song for the pigs
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
We fight for rights but
Dead conscience are melting
Made slaves are corrupted
Dead Strings are inside you
Look at yourself
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
We fight for rights but
I feel like a flower full of flies
Wherever I get to feel
The cold inside is what I fear
I'm never gonna be a slave
With all these birds locked in a cage
Come on open your eyes
They always come for alibis
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
They've left us on the side but
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
We fight for rights but
These strings are dead
To fight for fate
These drums are weak
To make you wake
Living in a world
A world of politics
Singing a song
A song for the pigs
We're all but rats in a maze
Looking for ways to leave the place
I'm living in a world in a world of politics
I'm singing a song I'm singing a song for pigs
We're all but rats in a maze
Looking for ways to leave the place
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
They've left us on the side but
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
We fight for rights but
These strings are dead
To fight for fate
These drums are weak
To make you wake
Living in a world
A world of politics
Singing a song
A song for the pigs
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
We fight for rights but
Dead conscience are melting
Made slaves are corrupted
Dead Strings are inside you
Look at yourself
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
Hey we're never gonna be a slave
Hey you'll never gonna be the same
We fight for rights but
Credits
Writer(s): Kelvin Kutz Dideles, Daniel Dennis Sarroza, Melvon Posadas, Joel Ian Sajo, Jose Marie Balani
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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