America, The Machine by Surrogate Brains
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Everybody's telling me to grab each opportunity, Telling me there is a bright future as part of the machine, But the machine has no eyes Believe in their own lies They worship the machine But the horrors are unseen Everybody killing each other, slowly as the machine Points out the enemy and tells them it's their patriotic duty to Eliminate the otehr choice To sacrifice their voice And even though it's wrong They're needing to belong Everybody tends to feed the machine Hoping it will help them live their hopes and dreams, But many dreams are shattered they get Spit on by the puppets of the machine And soon we'll realize That the laws were a disguise To protect the fulling class Who sit on their fat ass ...And when the end is near Everyone will run in fear, On their knees they'll beg and cry, But I'll live long enough to see the machine die
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