Sideways by Saga
Information's fed
Liberties are taken
Words will be misread
And sometimes truth forsaken
I'll keep looking at it sideways
With a grain of salt
Black and white days
That way I'll know that I will grow
I'll keep looking at it sideways
As I climb inside the
Black and white cage
It's outrage, I know but I will grow
There behind closed doors
And bright white picket fences
Reason takes the floor
And stimulates the senses
I'll keep looking at it sideways
With a grain of salt
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