I'm the one, seemingly the enlightened one. You see me screaming, the frightened one. rooted therapy, I'll be your stupid therapy All these illusions we've created in this Just to Survive in this I'm the one dreaming up irresponsible fun. You see me healing the forgotten ones. Everybody's useless majesty, Everybody refuse this Is the consciousness you've come to delight in? Just to Survive in this
And you sit at home McDonalds. You watch the T.V. This maze of has you brainwashed it's so You see the sun much, see your kids much, you have to pay for things, to up with the Jones', make them jealous. make you 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 harmony in prison, freedom your cage? Why not lose your laptop, throw away your are better ways to Survive in this world.
Meanwhile our water is dirty, our shoot each other and we can't the air. no place 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 spills make the drown. There's too much to put in the ground. And you look away and off the news. You be responsible for what you do. It's all for the of life you choose, but when you've lost that right will you do? will you do? How will you to Survive in this world?