The chaos of the open
I wake up, my mind's gone fuzzy Can't tell the lies from fact I live the same day to day life Wake, eat, tax I live as a pig for the rich To feed off my desires I am exploited and schemed All by those greed sack little liars I breathe the air unholy Cleansing needed it's presence I have lived on the fence too long Oh forgive me dear great heavens If no one stops the world from this What are they but as worse If they let this slip on by And let the food spoil from the main course You are not a hero But a fuel for the flame Killing through the world Only ever but tame My life and yours are jokes The world set to hurt We blunder our rooks and choke As the knight forks us alert My finaciality Is nothing I can handle Some as a poor old hag Is burning by the candle If the tree falls in the desert And no one's there to see Was there a fall at all Was there even a tree If I bottle up my heart And send it off to war Will I ever get it back Or into two have it torn If my life has ended But no connections to and fro Will my soul rest in peace Or will it follow the rivers flow
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