Imagine you'd be at the bottom
Imagine your hands would be tied
Imagine your lungs would be burning
And that you'd be so terrified
Lying there silent and hopeless
Imagine how helpless you'd feel
Trying to loose your bondages
Being at all those men's will
Imagine that you would stare up
And all you could see was the surface
Above your head there would be a cup
Some wires, some bags and some purposeI'm sure they would have all the rights
To throw all those things in our home
Leaving you in it for days and nights
Polluting your body to bonesImagine how you'd feel in a prison
That built by someone has been
Imagine dying from someone's decision
Of not throwing a bag into a bin
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