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Money, Money, Money, Money
I know I have the answers
I’m sure I have the cure
Immaculate cars, pretty dancers
That will thrill you right to the core
Am I Free?
Politicians and media proclaim I am free
Never mind the prison walls all around me
Right wing, left wing flying upon all our backs
Thieving private bankers cover up their tracks
Wishing, Waiting, And Wanted
Wishing, waiting, and wanted
My photograph in a dossier
Tormented apparition, I am haunted
By the things I see today
Burned By What We Desire
Everywhere, it seems someone has something to tell you
And at every turn, there is someone with something to sell you
But we all go; down our own roads
The truth is a journey through the lies
Truly Refreshing
One cannot think
And blindly follow
As a horrid potion one must drink
And kindly swallow
Behold, A Golden Ring
Oh, behold a golden ring
Do you admire such a thing?
Those who sweat out to mine the ore
Remain so gritty, meek, and poor
Within Without, Without Within
Within Without
Modern dilemma of dichotomy
Rules the day
Whisperings dotting in the shadows
We Must Take The World
The banks and corporations
Can't afford for the people to think
They hand out all the portions
Of aspartame to chew and drink
Game Of Insane
Extremism only leads to evermore extreme
All in all, it just adds on to controller meme
Because no one sees when blinded men will hate
Injustice will never make things that are just
Death is the anchor, by which our sins are tied
It is the executor of our foolish pride
It is only by realization of our mortal senses
We stop bickering with walls, fighting with fences

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