They play on our fears
Only because we have them
And choose let them rule us
We pray, pay and prepare
We cross the line, oftentimes
The "truths" continue to fool us
The spirit dies
Our existence is just that
Freedom is when fear's no more
The lips move, conforming
Speak of goodness and shoulds
What cost, to make us so secure ?
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