We should pay
For what happened here
We are to blame
For you who rule
Nobody knows the truth
But you want to teach us
Your burden on our shoulders
We just don't like that
Because we are different
Are proud and uncomfortable
No one kills our will
That's why we have to you understand
I would rather die standing
Than live on my knees
I would rather suffer a thousand torments
Than give up once
Hands in front of my eyes
Cotton in his ears
He prefers to keep his mouth shut
He was born to be a follower
He says everything you say
Crawls on all fours
Never had a will
That's why he can't lose it
But I'm different
I fight for my rights
I'd rather be your uncle
As your servant

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