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Are you happy?
Are you happy?
Or are you blind?
Its not too late
To open your mind
Our idea of happiness
Is an illusion
Our idea of justice
Is an accusation
Our idea of beauty
Is lost in the confusion.
Are you happy?
Or are you blind?
Its not too late
To open your mind.
A life only matters
If it changes another.
Money is meaningless
Power is feelingless
We kill one another
And we call it justice
Or We call it murder
But how is one
Different from the other.
Are you happy?
Or are you blind?
Its not too late
To open your mind.
What is beauty?
Being small and skinny?
Or fake and phony?
You cant see it with your eyes
For thats all lies
Because its whats on the inside
That shines so bright
A life only matters
If it changes another.
Money is meaningless
Power is feelingless
We kill one another
And we call it justice
Or We call it murder
But how is one
Different from the other.
When a brother kills a brother
And a son kills a mother
