Since the starting line our programmed mind
Has drifted from our inner self
Covered our instinct our genuine wealth
With a guise and filled with pride
Due to insecurity - can we reclaim our innocence?
Just reach back and find myself before it gets molded by something else
Cuz I've seen it happen time and time and time again
Just reach back and reclaim - and that will never be in vain
- to see our authenticity
Burns like fire all these desires
But the hunger still remains inside of me. What's real to me?
Detoxify these clouded minds
That min (if) we dwell creates our hell and it's a prison house of our society
Since our birth we forgot our worth
Our potential and ability and I want it back that authenticity