Hook
Although you see a dead end ahead
There may be hope over the hill or around the bend
The message that we're sendin my friend
Is never give up in this life and just forget about the end

Verse One
Just a one way vent from the heart of a real Australian
I meant what I sent, in a sense I hope my truth prevails in them
I'm sure that it would, for those that could just open up the good
Inside of us all, suffice to say they just decide to fall
And all we do is sit back and watch, entrenched pessimists
For some black sheep to tic and just toc, we wait with clenched fists
To give the feeling we give a fuck, Illusion metaphor
These Aussies that are down on their luck, we choose to wage a war
For those who never made their own way, or get to have a say
For those who never chose how to play, I'm gonna compensate
And open up the minds of today, I'll never hesitate
To ask the question why do we hate, can't we just clean the slate

Hook

Verse Two
Even a broken clock tells the right time twice a day
Just think of how the future feels when it looks down upon today
The fact that we cannot change, our families now estranged
A fact I wish I could have changed, priorities rearranged
Now I just decide to reside, community partition
Wish I could reside by the tide, immunity decision
Back and forth I hide in my mind, beneath a daylight cover
Wonder why these none of a kind, they all resent eachother
Need a fast solution in here, to just escape the hell
To stop the crowd from livin in fear, mistakes they kill themselves
To save the life of only one other, trapped in the dark of night
Would be to hold him near call him brother, and give the gift of light

Hook

Verse Three
For all you haters that play fair, the statement is true
Cuz if ya pay them a little care then this joint is for you
I feel I need some authority to convince the majority
If ya hurt'em they hurt back, all it takes is say sorry see
I know it's just an issue of pride, admit it
Cuz minds are narrow and excuses are wide, admit it
We know the ones that write the rules they don't care, but I do
They're pullin strings from up upon their high chairs, remind you
To screw the average Joe livin on welfare, prophetic
We don't receive it but I know it's not fair, pathetic
I use my rhyme to cause a verbal resistance
Cuz I believe this emcee here can make a difference, no fear

Hook (x2)