Yes it is all that I could give
but there's nothing I receive
and I don't give a shit to your mere sympathy

Stop giving me hope and fake beliefs
of no more pain can I conceive
I don't want to be defeated by your sheer mischiefs

Go pave your way, creating smoke screens
Deceiving me that it is great
If you control my fate, what am I living for?
I only hear you making sounds behind the wall

Recently what I've got from what I've done
is much less than what I deserve
I survive with my own reserve
I'll never trade what I have, coz between us
There's no more reciprocity
under your trivialities

Go pave your way, creating smoke screens
Deceiving me that it is great
If you control my fate, what am I living for?
I only hear you making sounds behind the wall

Recently what I've got from what I've done
is much less than what I deserve

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Sounds Behind The Wall makes me cringe whenever it's mentioned, but my lads like it so here we go. It was written when WTO was having a conference here. Talking about free trade but not fair trade. Exploitations like dumping never stop. I'm sure the superpowers make secret deals, but vaguely promising things will improve. An unusual fast number.