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I think it's the tall poppy syndrome in NZ
And it's not just with sport it's just with life in general
People succeeding, you grow up in a community that's so used to one way
And then you decide you want to do something else to break that chain, nah

Tryna put on for my blood we been down and hated
But most of my haters got brown faces
We love to hate that's how the system made us
Aweh, I can't even even say we
Because that's assumptive and makes you uncomfortable
Cos I'm just half of you, cos I ain't one of you
No matter how many battles I've won for you
They don't mean jahk if you can't keep me under you
I guarantee this narrative is not one-sided
Yeah I'd try to convince you but you've done decided
So I'll play the part you give me as the plastic kid
Who knew half was as bad as y'all say it is
People die to be free, people fight to breathe
But it's your own ones that hate you for what you be
It's your own ones hoping for your demise
They hate appearances knowing we the same inside
Cos it's still brown boys killing tokos in the streets
Tall poppy at its worst no agenda underneath
If the white man don't wanna see a toko succeed
Then why these tokos don't wanna see their toko succeed
What you want from me, who am I catering to
Why you hate when I ain't tryna cater to you
If you hate me then why are you watching my progress
Pack up and go jump or get used to the view

We've come a long way from the Beautitudes
When did morals become moral platitudes
Where's the line between bull and plastic truth
How you cancel based off a set of plastic rules
So I take everybody's words with a bar of soap
It's the same contradictions, the same old tropes
We find it hard to cope but never hard to boast
And then we bicker bout who overcompensates the most
We carry stillborn love and we labour with truth
And the truth's as subjective as the labels on you
And everyone without a point has a point to prove
And if you doubt that point they'll put a point in you
No ultralight beam, this is darkness
Wading through shadows waist deep in decay
Where all that once glittered or glimmered is tarnished
Where none of our deeds match a thing that we say

And I find that teenagers today
Are concerned about what's right and what's wrong
And they want somebody to stand up and say
What is right and what is wrong, how far can I go

The way that body moves is immaculate
But that blood flows cold so I ain't tapping it
Wait it or her I done objectified it
Life's an obsolete torch without a flame to light it
That's a lie I would tell to myself
Putting my lust high up over my health
We love playing cards till the joker gets dealt
What you gon do for love at the cost of yourself
Every time man showed it I just got screwed over
Side effect of exposure, my world is imploding
Every time you open up you get closer and closer
To a broken mind and being cut off from closure
Meet me in the middle and I'll meet you too
But when I'm stuck in the middle I can never see you
And every time I bring it up you just act aloof
I think we're done and there ain't a thing that I can do
If she play hard to get she ain't gonna get got
Your girl or your turn, some of those meanings get lost
Shoutout Dave, if she out here playing hard to get
Then there's a whole 'nother guy she's trying hard to get
Hourglass figure, ugly personality
Plastic persona with that temporary vanity
With nothing more to offer than emotionless sex
Where will to partake equals means to object

I'm a boy with the mind of a man
But I'm a man full of voids that I don't understand
Those are voids that the liquor and the weed and the porn don't fill
I know firsthand, you thought I was holy
What you know bout my faith, what you know bout the battle inside
What you know bout the conflict that stretches my mind
You think faith is a crutch that I use to survive
But when I wanna fight it's in God I confide
I've been high enough to know that's it not for me
I've seen ice turn my tokos to demons and fiends
And I've drank through some nights that are blurs to remember
Known friends who liked benders 'fore trees met their fenders
Everybody here loves to numb the pain
But what you do when that pain's back when you wake
What you do when it looks like it's here to stay
And you wonder why a toko get down and pray
We're a broken generation staring death in the face
Are we crabs in a bucket or rats in a race
No time or place but plenty fads to chase
All these researchers looking for a trend to trace
We hear that suicide's rising and we act perplexed
Must be fake news, nah we ain't like the rest
This is NZ, we got it so nice here
So why all our elders and youth take their lives here

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