Politics, for what they fight?
For our future life or their glory?
They smart and powerful, they think,
And everything they've done is right.
But they are selfish and their promises are funny.
For what we vote, for future life?
To satisfy curiousity, new sense of proud?
We vote for promises that never be alive.
Politics words so sweet and loud.
Do what you do, be who you are
And don't beleive in fairy tales.
They willn't get from sky the star.
They won't protect the wail from waist.
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