I'm the cold one, the enlightened one. You don't see me screaming, the one. Everybody's rooted therapy, I'll be stupid therapy All illusions we've created in this life Just to in this World I'm the bold one up irresponsible fun. You don't see me the forgotten ones. Everybody's useless majesty, Everybody refuse reality Is this the consciousness you've to delight in? Just to in this world
And you sit at home McDonalds. You the T.V. gleam This maze of has you brainwashed it's so You don't see the sun much, see kids much, you to pay for these things, to keep up with the Jones', make jealous. make you so supreme.
Why are you an artist, why are you a seer, waiting in a daze? Why are you a dancer, why are you a healer, pencils for corporate praise? Why do you ache for harmony in prison, freedom from cage? Why not your laptop, throw away your apron? are better ways to Survive in this world.
Meanwhile our water is dirty, our kids shoot each and we can't the air. There's no to move, no space to use. We reproduce as if we're that our fuel is almost blown. The hole in the has grown. Our oil make the dolphins drown. There's too much to put in the ground. And you away and turn off the news. You can't be for what you do. all for the quality of life you choose, but when lost that right what will you do? will you do? How will you to Survive in this world?