Is the love for your kind in line with what you deny? Are you afraid of the questions? Is there guilt on your mind? It’s easy to know but hard to see. So safe in the womb of western luxury. Born under two flags, regrettably tongueless. Slave to the laws of a political circus. So safe, so safe in the womb. It’s still real. strain. Did it catch you off guard when you got dealt the wrong cards? Now it’s stripping you naked until there’s nothing but hurt. So safe, so safe in the womb. And my new brain’s pushing through. Time to start all over new. Time to shed the illusion. That we have something to prove. strain. It’s true what they say. About the nature of pain. It will open you up. In the most unnatural way. strain.