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Victim of repression, dwelling in the shade
Too afraid to feel the warming sun
Confidence elusive, never shows its face
No one knows what it takes to come alive

Some people steal others pride for themselves
Some people change into beasts to survive

Hey Mr. and Mrs. prejudice
Why don’t you try to wear my skin on for size
Hey Mr. and Mrs. prejudice
Why don’t you try to walk my shoes just for a while

Prowling in the shadows, ego finds its prey
offering its pacifying hand
The small and freightened, timid soul
gets high and mighty, brave and bold
a precondition, what it takes to come alive

Some people steal others pride for themselves
Some people change into beasts to survive

Hey Mr. and Mrs. prejudice
Why don’t you try to wear my skin on for size
Hey Mr. and Mrs. prejudice
Why don’t you try to walk my shoes just for a,
for a while

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