I wonder if there is one single mother fucker who has the balls to stand before the bitter reality?
A big mouth fills the silence
With the cheapest words ever
The white color, that fills the coward’s face
The false bravery, perishes
Welcome the fancy stereotype of a chicken!
The bark is loud, behind the fence!
I wonder who dares to raise the hand?
If there is a mother fucker to stand
I double defy you to raise your hand!
The almost deserved prize, to be conquered
A swinging bait disputed, by the starved idols
Arguing for nothing, reaching nowhere
No search is needed, I’ll be here
A confused and weak heart
In a strong chest
The alleged gag is removed
Willing to confess?
Take your time, no need of a hurry, no one is going nowhere
I wonder if there is one single mother fucker!?
Who?
Come on princess, mount in your confidence, it’s your move!
The bark is loud, behind the fence!
I wonder who dares to raise the hand?
If there is a mother fucker to stand
I double defy you to raise your hand!
Who? Do you?
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