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Unyielding chains hold me down
They told me words are free
But their face is hidden by a veil
Their weapon I cannot see
All fighting for approval, recognition, praise
All things that keep you from staying sane
Is it true that we can be ourselves
Without fighting for reign
A deadly virus we all have
Basking in the darkness
Icy tendrils pierce your mind
Telling us to be like them
Are we not slaves to society
Their lashing whips made of words?
Are we not an army of unnamed
Following the footsteps of theirs?
They tell us we live in a colorful world
But it's truly black and white
They tell us that we are free
But we are blind of sight
We are but slaves to society
Going along with the flow
We are but slaves to the world
But nobody knows