Doesn'T Make Sense

Knowledge equals power
and money is what I work for the hour
So Im paying to play a game that I can 
not win well it doesn' make cents
The world is mine yet they trying to
give me time it doesn't make sense
Go to school for a great career
yet they try to deprive me of my education
It doesn't make sense
Well I would like to say to this system
your a hypocrite
Complaining about a debt you can never pay off
so more taxes and then you spend billions
for more funerals this really doesn't make sense
So you plotting to kill us before
you cut the cord
and then raise the rent so meals seem
kind of scarce the only making cents
is treasury so treasure these
One finger for you and one for me
Peace and Unity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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