Fallen ill to a sickness that is incurable Spreading throw all ages, from young to old It rots from the inside out Making us brain dead To think for ourselves Electorally motivated as human subjects Becoming more like robots everyday More like them Everyday More like robots everyday Dont you lie to my fucking face Im not going to be like the rest of them Chained down, restricted from life Forced into, a clay modeled existence Microchips implanted underneath the surface of the skin We are the face of tomorrow Caught up in our own worldly desires Not thinking if there is going to be a tomorrow What I see is our own inquisition of man Betrayed by the people who we trusted the most Have turned to greed pushed away We have been pushed away
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