I
see the heat on the rise
In
the corridor of putrajaya
I
see it will never die
I
see the light shining
I
see the darkness
It
stays for so long
Every
corner I see shadows
Without
faces yet giving problems
The
arms of reach
The
shadows glow
I
see the heat on the rise
In
the corridor of putrajaya
Don't
listen to its words
It
makes me a poor man
I
see the heat on the rise
I
see the light shining
In
the corner don't stay blind
The
slogans suppose to bind
But
I see the heat rising
It
makes me a poor man
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