My companion thinks
It ain't sufficient
Her folks pay special mind to her
She is worn out
She needs opportunity
My companion says he adores her
But he doesn't
Cause on the off chance that he did
Duty would be his stand
My companions think they know best
Truth is they don't
They serve their advantage
I wish they would get it
There is a whole lot of nothing
That originates from being narrow minded
Whichever way I can't accuse them
The world owe it to us
To have our state
In our destiny
