Tradition Prison

      For a long time no updates! But I'm back finally ! I have just come from swimming pool ! That was gr8! I have drank a peach juice and ready to update my blog after a whole long time ! I'm in a coffee net to upgrade the blog coz I can't access to the internet via Filter Shekan at home. Right now I'm listening to "Some body that I Used to Know"-Gotye ! It's an awesome song ! Now I want to share a song that I just wrote it today after the debate that I had with my mom! Unfortunately, talking to her always ends to a loud discussion! So I came a.s.a.p straight upstairs and felt like writing a song to empty me! Then I found it interesting to share here! As always, hope you love it! ;) 

Get you sufficiently under the pressure to explode 

tell you whatever they know you disagree everyday 

force you to do what they want 

where you're forced to face the fact which is the pain

the pain of gettin' your tongue cut

when freedom in the prison of tradition shouts out 

inside of you so loud 

this is what is called 

teenage life in Iran 

I'm depressed of hearin' what I hate 

depressed of disrespect 

fuckin' tight up by their power 

I hate respect over the cash 

I'm a lost talent 

but even if it'd be possible 

I'd not show up here

I hate my country, people around me...

their thought's trapped in tradition prison 

they're baffled over sudden changes 

so they hung between figuring out this and that 

even though there are lots of stubborn stuck in the past 

opposed to changes even for eliminatin' them they are fans

it made me so rough and flexible to figure out 

what to do when people wanna put you down 

where no one advocates any innovation 

where tradition takes the lead and rebels get broken down 

and others only try to get them out of their path 

where origins remove from the center and borders take the seat 

where the base n constitution is upside down ! 

where people don't mind what happens to them 

they satisfy by the bad rather than the worse ! 

and they try to erase each other from their way

where main rules of livin' are forgotten and the fake is on the power 

there's no hope to jump from the ground to pass the mass 

where darkness won't let the lights show the way so they fade away... .

:(