Artificial

Your beliefs are theirs
What they say is fair is fair
Is there anyone in there
Perfect peace
supposed to be angry
You are
supposed to be hurt
You are
You'll be happy when they tell you to
You are them
and they are you
You won't unplug
It feels so snug
In twenty years they'll twist it
around
And you'll be torn down
I'll be me
I'll be free
And I don't give a shit
If no one understands me

By:  Roger Harkness
08/10/09

 

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