I'm the cold one, seemingly the one. You don't see me screaming, the one. Everybody's rooted therapy, I'll be your therapy All these illusions created in this life Just to Survive in this I'm the bold one up irresponsible fun. You don't see me the forgotten ones. Everybody's useless majesty, Everybody this reality Is this the consciousness you've come to in? to Survive in this world
And you sit at eating McDonalds. You watch the T.V. This of websites has you brainwashed it's so You see the sun much, see your kids much, you have to pay for things, to keep up with the Jones', them jealous. you feel so supreme.
Why are you an artist, why are you a seer, waiting tables in a Why are you a dancer, why are you a healer, pushing for corporate praise? Why do you ache for in your prison, from your cage? Why not lose your laptop, throw away your There are better ways to in this world.
our water is dirty, our kids shoot each other and we breathe the air. There's no place to move, no to use. We reproduce as if we're that our supply is almost blown. The hole in the has grown. Our oil make the dolphins drown. There's too trash to put in the ground. And you away and turn off the news. You be responsible for what you do. It's all for the quality of you choose, but when you've that right what will you do? What you do? How you choose to Survive in this world?