Escaping

It is not hard to slip away From generalizations They put on you in case you stay Within their observations They are the ones who hold the truth Which we supposedly deserve In truth they tell I see no use Cause I’m behind the curve Dissenters, silencers like me Are many, more than they Would ever count, just to see How falsly we obey We’re hypocritical and cold Ambassadors of fun We never think what we are told We’re always on the run Escaping is a job I do For each and every day And I can swear you do it too Although you wouldn’t say.