Texty:
Poverty S No Crime Slave To The Mind

me alone See what I dream - feel what I fear Watch the shadow `coming over me again See what I dream tonight I fear when I feel alive Watch the shadow - it`s

Now that we`ve found a way to relieve From the pain - we just close our eyes There`s no hate there`s no black and withe So proud that everything is under

over again - with a lie You can always pretend it`s alright and fine Could you help me to fight when danger is high ? When my honesty fades away Who`s

call it a paradise We obey like soldiers in user-military I believe in what I feel It tastes like sugar but it`s poison That is dazing our minds So

me feel i`m free and be right Endless sorrow - sudden there`s light In the land where nobody can find me `close my eyes and I go into hiding It`s the

you, your best interests aren't in mind they're concerened with capital broadening class lines broken by the bastards that regulate your wages poverty is our crime

journey dollar signs, black and white collar crimes Running out of time, out of sight, out of mind It gets realer and it's real in Palestine Troubles

it's not possible, there's The burden of things I couldn't bear Feelings weren't dealt with properly Remorse follows me With his good friend, the threat of poverty Here's