Текст песни Narrow Margin - Clara Luzia

Hardly anybody cast their votes this time
I did
A difficult decision between the bad and worse

We think the choice is so large
But in fact it's a narrow margin

I'm sure when we trace everything
Back to its source
There will be one single white man
Who owns it all

Just call it simplifying
They call it god
Just call it simplifying
But they call it god

We think the choice is so large
But in fact it's a narrow margin