Paradoxical dread bathed in brains long stewed.
These are the avenues down which we are shooed.
Not a place in time but a point for beating.
Every breath you take shall start yet more cheating.
Wanna build us up,
Just to take it away.
To you,
We are…
Nobody!
Sandwiched in the mud fashioned from grime.
Sentences are fading because of all the crime.
Fractures born in fragments is what can be seen.
Every hope you have will remain nothing but a dream.
Wanna build us up,
Just to take it away.
To you,
We are…
Nobody!
Clientele of victims fed like meat into a grinder.
Execution on our knees would be much kinder.
Effortless in the scheme to strip us to bone.
Abandon and rip from us that place we do call home.
Wanna build us up,
Just to take it away.
To you,
We are…
Nobody!
Wanna build us up,
Just to take it away.
To you,
We are…
Nobody!
Simon A Jackson - Writer 