Monday, September 7, 2015

My Mind Is Happy When I'm Intoxicated

Minds collecting
And recollecting
Tired
Of learning the same stuff
Seeing the same shit
Replay
It replays in my head
Even though you're gone
And dead
Our minds are servants
To our ignorance
Poor tortured mind
I'm sorry for all these things
My eyes have seen
And you've had to keep a memory of

Dumbing down
For society
For little to no compensation
For our relentless efforts
We're here fighting
Resisting
Intoxicating ourselves
Following the masses
Feeding into the bullshit
Consuming
Perpetuating
Bowing down to higher powers
The ever influencing media
Corporate leaders
The government
We are your slaves
But is it even voluntary
Or are we all just brainwashed
Well if you can acknowledge it
If you're aware
Then at least you have a chance
To save yourself
But it's not an easy task
When you're in the minority
And keep getting knocked back down
Into the pile of flesh bags
Being controlled
Manipulated
As they're thrown bread crumbs
Like birds
All flocking together
To feed
Poor brittle bones
Overworked
To support the lazy
Your authorities
While they're sitting somewhere
Sipping their fine wine
Laughing
And enjoying the good life
Not giving a shit about you
Or your starving family
Your ever starving soul
Longing for freedom
An escape
From the never ending cycle
Falling into a spiral
Spiraling down
To our demise
Together we fall
But together we can rise....



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