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You Ask Me Why By Von Phrakonkam You ask me why my eyes are so small… 'Cause that's all I need to see the concept of reality How my people have suffered brutality Because your lack of mentality Your absence of morality My people have witnessed fatality, endured hostility No, not because of our inability, or our superb capability But because of our nationality You tell me why your eyes are so wide… Yet you still can't see inside That your people have lied, taken us for a ride And you still haven't realized That my people also have pride That my people have tried and tried But we still get eyed and denied And it's because of whom we are inside Then you wonder why I get so defensive… When you say my eyes are small, yet they're so attentive Hearing your people, your judgment-so offensive Seeing your mind is so incomprehensive Making our children, our elders so apprehensive How badly it hurts, to the extreme, so extensive Having to live in such a world Where being equal is so expensive You ask me how I can make such a statement Close your mouth, and lend me your ears I'll tell you what you need to hear Shhh…listen It's because I'm Khone Lao…that's how. |
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