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Voice
Time is nothing but a word we have over analyzed
just like science and the mind... we’ve woken up, only to fall even more behind. Behind....behind... with our only weapon the mind. It's mind vs. face..society’s race, to distroy what is mine...my design. The opinions I hold on elastic strings...my mind soars on broken wings. I’ve got no choice...this is how I remain. This is my duty to the world of sane.. this is what I owe to our government of greed and pain. Fuck it all..... Profanity...pornography...photography... .self?.. Im not saying im a pedefile, im just a fan of self expression and individuality over wealth.... just believe in something else. For once, consider grafiiti over guns. Lyrics over war. And ill ask you then, what were you fighting for. I hope you find these lyrics offensive.. More people would listen...and I could use some motivation.. I keep this voice out of tune...so i dont fall victim to you. And to think...you actually forced me to leave that protest room. Tear Gas my ass, you owe me one for not exploiting your political lower class, of aluminum "goals"... Ill believe that you care, when we have a Prime Minister that’s not 70 years old. Hey Grandpa Steve, its good to hear you know more than me. ...You should thank yourself carefully. These days....I’ve had enough of it. The propaganda bias bullshit. What is the "cause"... All we have now is a plastic coated vocal vase. Keep the feet moving. Keep the choir annoying. Keep the church boring. Its how everyone seems to cope. It’s the routine that keeps us blind. The artists are our mastermind. They are the politicans worth voting for, because most of us really don’t give a shit anymore... unless its on tv...plastered on jeans.. good for you. you're changing the world..with a fashion magazine. Good luck...i doubt you actually give a fuck. Stupidity? Is that how the government sees me? An adolescent teen, a distruction machine. Someone who drinks to much to think... A loner of the link.. my only weapon here is ink. Now awnser me this. What do I have to do to make you listen to me. to take me seriously. because honestly.. My voice, should be your first priority. |