They have the power, they can decide
They can destroy and they can hide
They can laugh, when it suits them
They can be sad and can always cry
They know the things, they know them all
They can do evils, and can still stand tall
They make us cry, they make us sad
They have all the right to declare us mad
And we,
We are the powerless, we are the used
We are the ones you have most bruised
We can’t decide nor can we choose
We have no fate, it all seems loose
We know nothing, we have no clue
We have the world, that’s all so blue
We have most cried, we are so sad
And you have all the
rights to declare us mad
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