[female vocals] Chale,
eii,
the
world
is
deep.
Sometimes
the
ones
who
smile
are
the
ones
who
watch
you
fall.
You
walk
in
with
a
bouquet
of
fake
affection.
Your
teeth
are
bright,
but
your
eyes
are
full
of
dust.
I
see
you
plotting
while
we
share
the
meal.
I
see
the
poison
hidden
in
the
way
you
seal
the
deal.
You
talk
of
brotherhood,
you
talk
of
long-time
bond.
But
in
the
deep,
you
are
wishing
for
my
ship
to
sink
beyond.
Bad
mind
people,
hiding
in
the
shadows
of
a
grin.
Oh,
hypocrites,
where
does
the
fake
end
and
the
truth
begin?
You
smile
in
my
face,
but
your
heart
is
full
of
cold.
Trading
my
trust
for
a
story
that
has
never
been
told.
Bad
mind
people,
why
you
acting
like
a
friend?
Knowing
in
your
heart
that
you
want
this
light
to
end.
I
remember
Accra,
the
way
we
used
to
chop
life
at
the
square.
I
trusted
your
words,
I
didn't
know
the
snare
was
there.
But
the
spirit
doesn't
lie,
it
whispers
in
the
quiet
night.
Showing
me
the
shadows
you
try
to
hide
from
the
light.
It
is
heavy
on
my
soul,
this
bitter
taste
of
deceit.
Watching
you
struggle
to
make
your
lies
feel
sweet.
Bad
mind
people,
hiding
in
the
shadows
of
a
grin.
Oh,
hypocrites,
where
does
the
fake
end
and
the
truth
begin?
You
smile
in
my
face,
but
your
heart
is
full
of
cold.
Trading
my
trust
for
a
story
that
has
never
been
told.
Bad
mind
people,
why
you
acting
like
a
friend?
Knowing
in
your
heart
that
you
want
this
light
to
end.
Wonim?
I
see
through
the
masquerade
you
wear.
Every
step
you
take
is
a
trap
you
prepare.
But
I
am
standing
firm,
my
roots
are
deep
in
the
soil.
You
cannot
break
the
spirit
that
you
did
not
toil
to
build.
So
keep
your
smiles,
keep
your
hollow
handshakes
too.
I
am
walking
my
path,
far
away
from
all
of
you.
I
wish
you
peace,
but
from
a
distance,
I
must
stay.
Because
snakes
in
the
grass
always
find
a
way
to
sway.
Oyiwa,
the
truth
is
clear
as
the
morning
sun.
The
race
of
life
is
not
for
the
hypocrite
to
run.
Bad
mind
people,
hiding
in
the
shadows
of
a
grin.
Oh,
hypocrites,
where
does
the
fake
end
and
the
truth
begin?
You
smile
in
my
face,
but
your
heart
is
full
of
cold.
Trading
my
trust
for
a
story
that
has
never
been
told.
Bad
mind
people,
why
you
acting
like
a
friend?
Knowing
in
your
heart
that
you
want
this
light
to
end.
Yeah,
you
want
it
to
end,
but
I
am
still
here.
Chale,
keep
your
bad
mind,
I
keep
my
clear.
Peace
to
the
honest,
peace
to
the
real.
Even
when
the
heart
has
to
heal,
it’
s
still
real.
Ah
ah,
yoo.