I speak for the naked, the shivering, the clothed in steel
They know not what they feel
They only react, unsurprised at these foundations, these
choices they’re forced to make within strange nations
The required strikes, placing us in unknown situations
There is no preparation for this, no safe sensation
Times a bastard, calling on an unready body
Speak your piece and try to act like somebody
Movement from the corner of my eye, another
other arrives
Make a new notation of this frustration
Try to release your temptation
Hard to breathe, strangers make accusations
But we’re just here, with quietly dying aspirations
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