Assembly - Tilt

Language taught

Instinct not

Society lost

Trauma is forced

So much confusion in her mind

She can hardly conceive

Two ways out

One is death and the other disease

The other release

I can feel the heartbeat of the night

It’s a crime and it’s a pity

There’s a wall around this city

I can see the hard seed in your eyes

A black mask it veils your pretty

There’s a wall around this city

Save me