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Where do we go from here
Street ain't safe
Home feels like jail
our mind isn't sane
Wrongness always win the debate
Parents killed...
Leaving their kids... orphaned
Kids kidnapped
others shipped to the other side
Students axed; travellers gunned
Markets nuked; chapels bombed
Is this the end of the world or just a mini-war
Our streets are filled with frauds and thugs...
Youths doing drugs...
Girls raped; travellers abduct....
Farmers robbed of their lives and stuffs
Will all this ever stop...
MY country bleeds red
The government' brain-dead
The youth'brain-fed with lies and deceit
The freedom that we crave
Has now turn us to slaves
Slaves in our own home
Slaves to the diablo-throne
Living in a zone' proned to nuke-stone...
thrown through cloned drone
A drone that's homegrown
designed by our own-own
How do we get here
How did our good night rest gets nightmared right on our bed
How do our once cheery face turn teary
Our once feirceful chest' now eerie
A face once filled with cheers...
Now can't stop dripping tears
Where do we go from here...
With whom should we seek refuge
The path is clearly lost
Could this be a curse
Has the God forsaken us
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
Home feels like jail
our mind isn't sane
Wrongness always win the debate
Parents killed...
Leaving their kids... orphaned
Kids kidnapped
others shipped to the other side
Students axed; travellers gunned
Markets nuked; chapels bombed
Is this the end of the world or just a mini-war
Our streets are filled with frauds and thugs...
Youths doing drugs...
Girls raped; travellers abduct....
Farmers robbed of their lives and stuffs
Will all this ever stop...
MY country bleeds red
The government' brain-dead
The youth'brain-fed with lies and deceit
The freedom that we crave
Has now turn us to slaves
Slaves in our own home
Slaves to the diablo-throne
Living in a zone' proned to nuke-stone...
thrown through cloned drone
A drone that's homegrown
designed by our own-own
How do we get here
How did our good night rest gets nightmared right on our bed
How do our once cheery face turn teary
Our once feirceful chest' now eerie
A face once filled with cheers...
Now can't stop dripping tears
Where do we go from here...
With whom should we seek refuge
The path is clearly lost
Could this be a curse
Has the God forsaken us
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
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