Authority
I've got no authority to love
There’s the uproar
Who’s going to side with a poor man
many obviously,
No money, no power
my words don’t matter
Who’s going to make this stranger’s
dream reality
Talk to my mother, whose smile I live for
Talk to my father, whose words I live by
Your Majesty and I
Right now we are two different species
But it’s alright I've faced much
A few thousand jabs won’t kill me yet
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