a better pace, slower and more calculated, no chance of escape Now self-employed, concerned, but powerless An empowered and informed member of society
chair, in my braids, my hair was always Being fly was priority to the lowest I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way The dead society
in my braids, my hair was always Being fly was priority to the lowest I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way The dead society
dyed hair and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers. There's a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand empty faces waiting for their empty