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Hey guys! I made a song called Racing The Lions. The metaphor of ‘the lions’ are meant to be impossible things you want to become. They are strong, beautiful, and fast; a competitor you can’t keep up with. It's about young people, who are unhappy with themselves, striving to become something unachievable by nature. I've put the song here: https://www.triplejunearthed.com/artist/tuva-finser%C3%A5s I've gotten some reviews, but they are not saying much specific things, some specific feedback would be much appriciated so I can get better. Thank you :)
ALL ALONE(anti government) Pulled to the end^ by strain and desire Fed to the wolves all alone^ Make me believe^ ill climb up higher Letting the way set the tone^ Finding in me^ a way to expire Let this foul lie be exposed^ Free me^ from the chains and the fire Free me^ to call you liar Left me to fend for myself Come and see^ the people with power Growing up quick^ thorned like a flower Spreading so thin^ our hearts have run sour This is your fault^ all alone^ Setting us up^ for success just to fall To blind to see^ while were building our walls Pull back the curtain^ find you with no balls Hiding in the shadows^ to make all the calls Leave us be^ were fine monotone Youll always know this is your fault alone Planning to enslave us, a thought of your own Raping our people and burning our homes War wages on^ serving your dark desire Risking our lives^ so that you can retire Polluting our lands^ with greed and black metals Build on your mask^ while the dust settles Our great men die^ you pay us with money Thinking to yourself^ now isn’t that funny Grow young and die, eating your treated honey Though we chose it ourselves, this is sick irony Collect up you cash^ run off and get married Itll keep your warm, once you find yourself buried Free me^ from the chains and the fire Free me^ to call you liar Left me to fend for myself Come and see^ the people with power Growing up quick^ thorned like a flower Spreading so thin^ our hearts have run sour This is your fault^ all alone^