Raving and roaming: uncertainty polluting the air

If we didn't care
what happened to us
and if we didn't care
 for love,
we would tip toe our way through the anger and pain
occasionally screaming out for a chance,
pondering
 how shall we reach through the rain
as we're searching
For life without pain

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We must be, madmen.
We gotta get that quick fix,
we're Still dreaming during the day
as we drift down the streets,
we have to be willing
to embrace the defeats
with our eyes wide.
 Then stepping in swiftly
slowly and silently
We gotta surpass the suppressing
seclusion without sinking
and after a while
we can slap on that sloppy smile
like a sad clown
in a mad circus
a certain pain in the eyes
in a life of denile,
We have to be wanted
by the beings we "belong to"
Then when they all check out on you
you'll be the one all on your own...

We gotta have someone
always by our side
we know we're gonna get older and older and older
as time moves forward.

 Towards the end
we'll slow down, settle in sedation and
lose our fears in the haze,
just another lost old soul
out of time and fading fast..

As we walk the path
we'll look back on this
 and laugh.
As the ego evaporates
the soul slips and elevates away..
and its to late to leave
the love you lost
and lived without,
so give a good shout
as you wither about
all alone
on your own with only a phone.

I must admit
that I'm a little bit afraid
sometimes it's clear to me
the confusion is manmade.
Gotta stay aware
gotta try to stay strong
Through the lingering pain.
If I don't evade this madness,
how will I get back to feeling sane?

Confused
Abused
and used
we take our own freedom away,
take the hate out on them
then no one's here to stay.
It appears to me
the way it should be
is to be released from control,
get together as one under the sun
don't believe at heart that everyone's a sinner.

We are all in this land of lunacy
We are ignoring the connections within
We are trapped in these loops again
We are losing sight of the light
We are looking for answers above
We are searching for secrets in the sky
We are finding a way to fly
We're only lost souls on a stroll
We were shot down in the end
We were left for dead on the phone
We were brought down by the drones
Brought down by the drones.

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Old fools,
Old rules
Ha Ha, forgotten you are.
You backward bastards
Ha Ha forgotten you are.

You sold your soul for the scam.

You're really a sell out
  mostly a coward,
with your
  face out on the front lines
screaming, "keep on slaving"
 you tell 'em "its all fine"
What do you hope to gain
by warping these brains?
You're really a sell out
You're really a sell out
but you're clearly afraid.

Big shot, dirt bag
Ha Ha brainwashed you are.
You fucked up ignoramus
ha ha brainwashed you are.
You contaminate this world with careless chaos.

You're really a sell out,
a slave to your money,
you get a rush from robbing,
you're mixed up in the madness
And brainwashed with delusions
You're out of your mind
You're out of your mind
but you're really a victim.

Hey you lost spirit
Ha ha forgotten you are.
You deaf dumb dirty deadbeat
ha ha forgotten you are.
You tried to take control of the earth.

You murdered the mirth,
and regulated the births
So do you feel in charge?
You better change your selfish ways,
Dig yourself out of your own grave

Humans we're so far gone
Humans we're so far gone
But we're really afraid.

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Carelessly watching as chaos collapses the cages,
Only vaguely aware of uncertainty polluting the air,
You better observe
your time they don't deserve.
I've scanned from the skies and what have I seen?
We are components
of a collective machine.

What did we earn from trading time for lost value?
Docile and aimless we live by the rules
empty and silently screaming without you.

Such a surprise!
A look of subliminal shock in your eyes
Through cloudy skies
Love can no longer be seen
only a multitude of malfunctions
in this machine.

Raving and roaming they jumped from the edge with a shriek...
Grave upon grave of exhausted entities
still crawling through chaos with nothing but silence to speak.

Have you looked around?
The time is gone!
You better wake up
and live while you can
get out on the land and take a stand.