Born into this wasteland
Influences drawn upon me
We, slaves to the money
Narrow sighted we see
The future is depicted
By our love for solo greed
Mass waste, sent conflicted
To the ones truly freed
Hatred for the man
Hatred from within
Moral values by the wayside
Ignorance the mighty sin
Evils woven in societal fabric
Masked through artificial superiority
The lies that we are fed
So narrow sighted how we see
Hatred for the man
Hatred from within
Moral values by the wayside
Ignorance the mighty sin
Pure voice is eternally forbidden
Manipulated, cropped and hidden
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