Marionette

Marionette

Forcing onto me

Your different point of view

You cannot convince

I’m ready to refuse

You may think we are,

right in different ways

i can’t bear your mind,

poisoned with clichés

 

This is not a game

we are not the same

 

I try but i can’t get your point

I don’t get what you say

Your alien language sounds to me

like from the ancient days

 

Truth is not belief

Move your mind around,

truth is what you see

Go beyond yourself

Truth is not belief

 

This is not a game

 

Servants of blind hypocrisy

Warriors of endless infamy

Feeding the regime of bigotry

Killing our last humanity

 

Feeding the regime of bigotry

Killing our last humanity

 

I won’t try to convince you

Coz if i even give my best

As long as you don’t have convictions

You’re nothing more than a marionette

 

I try but i can’t get your point

I don’t get what you say

Your alien language sounds to me

like from the ancient days

 

Leave! this! place!

Leave! My! Way!

Shut! Your! Face!

 

And we may seem to be beleaguered

The servants of hypocrisy

No, never digging any deeper

Than the surface that they see

 

Leave! My! Way!

Shut! Your! Face!