Virtuosa That White Figure lyrics
That White Figure
Virtuosa
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The white figure approaches me and
The white figure says, “Why are you sad?”
Why am I sad? I laugh
You’re the sad one, why would you ask?
Because I’m the mad one whom wore a mask
The white figure says, “I have freedom to do whatever I want”
Yes you have freedom
You have the freedom to kill hundreds of people
So murder them, let the red stripes of the American Flag represent
The blood that you havе shed
Let the whitе be the color that will soon embody my hair due to stress
The white figure says, “I regret it all, I’m sorry”
Say sorry to them
Say sorry to the hardworking moms
Say sorry to the young generation with their stomachs churning
Say sorry to the students who failed their exam because they had no
parents
Say sorry to the grandpas and grandmas who think they are a burden
Say sorry to the one kid who’s left out on recess
Say sorry to them
The white figure says, “What if we change now?”
It’s too late, so let me vow
There is no vaccine against your stupidity
When I see someone like you,
I practice social diss dancing
Of course that wouldn’t be effective
Even if you got tested
Your actions bring us confusion, tension, apprehension to our dimension
The white figure protests, “Then there is nothing we can do about it”
Yes there is, use your wits
You mocked the people when they coughed
Doctors’ bodies so sore from the sacrifice that they make to keep us safe
for our sake
And yet you brush it off like it’s a speck of dust
The people going to the store to prepare for lockdown
Buying toilet paper, hand sanitizer,
But, little did they knew that you were around
Because you were the virus
You’re the true virus that contaminates our nation
Why can’t you just do a simple thing that protects us from crisis?
I still don’t understand to this day
So simply stay sad
I’ve had enough
I go up to the white figure to put some sense into it
But when I put my hand on that hypocrite
It went through like air, bare
When I look back at the white figure,
It was fading away
The frown on its face, a ghost
Didn’t wear a mask, got diagnosed
I approach the white figure
I ask him, “Why are you sad?”
He’s mad yet he’s the one who didn’t wear a mask
The white figure says, “Why are you sad?”
Why am I sad? I laugh
You’re the sad one, why would you ask?
Because I’m the mad one whom wore a mask
The white figure says, “I have freedom to do whatever I want”
Yes you have freedom
You have the freedom to kill hundreds of people
So murder them, let the red stripes of the American Flag represent
The blood that you havе shed
Let the whitе be the color that will soon embody my hair due to stress
The white figure says, “I regret it all, I’m sorry”
Say sorry to them
Say sorry to the hardworking moms
Say sorry to the young generation with their stomachs churning
Say sorry to the students who failed their exam because they had no
parents
Say sorry to the grandpas and grandmas who think they are a burden
Say sorry to the one kid who’s left out on recess
Say sorry to them
The white figure says, “What if we change now?”
It’s too late, so let me vow
There is no vaccine against your stupidity
When I see someone like you,
I practice social diss dancing
Of course that wouldn’t be effective
Even if you got tested
Your actions bring us confusion, tension, apprehension to our dimension
The white figure protests, “Then there is nothing we can do about it”
Yes there is, use your wits
You mocked the people when they coughed
Doctors’ bodies so sore from the sacrifice that they make to keep us safe
for our sake
And yet you brush it off like it’s a speck of dust
The people going to the store to prepare for lockdown
Buying toilet paper, hand sanitizer,
But, little did they knew that you were around
Because you were the virus
You’re the true virus that contaminates our nation
Why can’t you just do a simple thing that protects us from crisis?
I still don’t understand to this day
So simply stay sad
I’ve had enough
I go up to the white figure to put some sense into it
But when I put my hand on that hypocrite
It went through like air, bare
When I look back at the white figure,
It was fading away
The frown on its face, a ghost
Didn’t wear a mask, got diagnosed
I approach the white figure
I ask him, “Why are you sad?”
He’s mad yet he’s the one who didn’t wear a mask
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