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I hope the high horse they're on has its knees give out

I lost my fear
No longer scared
Hell of a year
Few even cared

Learned some lessons
Lost some friends
Righted wrongs
Wrote some songs
Started to
Become more strong

Can't keep it simple
Simply too complex
The system messed up
In who it protects
I'm just another reject
Spitting out the truth
Searching like a sleuth
Rifling through books
Pointing out the corporate crooks
Always need to read
Questioning the source
Too many lies
I scream repeatedly
Until my voice is hoarse

They say that I'm a skeptic
But I'm skeptical...
I'm just a target
They aimed their reticle

Trying to be analytical
While I criticize
Everything political
They're bought out
They sold out
They're bought
They sold out

Sell away their voice
Sell away their chance to act
So deep in a pocket
They won't retract

Thinking they're better
Because their wallets are full
They piss on justice
They sold their soul
They smile and say trust us
Don't believe in the bull
You'll get the horns
You'll get scorned
They'll give you roses
But you'll only feel thorns
Written by CallmeIshmael
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