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What tunnel vison can see
What we see destroys our soul
As society eats us whole
Morals crushed to the bone
The population becomes a over produced clone
Many do as they crave
What was once pure is impossible to save
How do we know what we feel?
Is it fake or real?
The burning emotion from my heart
Along with character shall set me worlds apart
Companies tell us what we need
Our greed is what we feed
If all of us had to give most of it away
An make a list of what should stay
From items and things in our mind
Clarity is what many would find
The objective is to suffer, learn and deal
Instead of abusing, overusing and acting on the urge to steal
Can we wake up on the inside?
I did right before I almost died
One path for the spirit and the other is for the bottomless pit
Our choice, which decision will fit?
We improve through the challenge of inner pain
Memories and experiences we gain
Dig deep inside
Where something still has to reside
A billion ways of evil seduction
Squeezing away who we are with a suction
To survive and tell the tale
From stormy sea's I still sail
The show has to stop
Or you will never reach the top
As society eats us whole
Morals crushed to the bone
The population becomes a over produced clone
Many do as they crave
What was once pure is impossible to save
How do we know what we feel?
Is it fake or real?
The burning emotion from my heart
Along with character shall set me worlds apart
Companies tell us what we need
Our greed is what we feed
If all of us had to give most of it away
An make a list of what should stay
From items and things in our mind
Clarity is what many would find
The objective is to suffer, learn and deal
Instead of abusing, overusing and acting on the urge to steal
Can we wake up on the inside?
I did right before I almost died
One path for the spirit and the other is for the bottomless pit
Our choice, which decision will fit?
We improve through the challenge of inner pain
Memories and experiences we gain
Dig deep inside
Where something still has to reside
A billion ways of evil seduction
Squeezing away who we are with a suction
To survive and tell the tale
From stormy sea's I still sail
The show has to stop
Or you will never reach the top
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