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Spreading your fictional opinions Who needs arguments and facts? Everyone feels better in the protest We insolently see what we left.. At a time we lose our motivation But to strike we still hold We stand for something die for something Patriotic with the colored blindfold All reason wiped out, suppressed everyone shouts It's hard to hear what's right or wrong, when all the silence is gone Entire homes thrown over people turn to vandalism Assaulting innocent men trying to do their jobs Humanity is thrown away in rocks.. I wonder what it feel likes, coming home innocent and brave After running, fighting and shouting for days (for unknown lost ways) It's obvious following for something called pride We obey as we're told, we adjust our sight From Letras Mania