Once you think you're safe you'll be shot in the back
Hung from the tallest tree
With a noose around your neck
Diagnosed with an unknown cause of death
They will send you out to sea
In a glass bottom cage
So the world can choke on their lies
Caught between a nightmare and a bitch
I'm sick of all this shit
And I can't stand to listen for another minute
You Have To Stand
In spite of all you desire and wish, this is all we get. Our imagination tells us it is not enough. We can change our environs and our space's occupants - the rest is uphill and fairer skies. No choice. - Stella -