Lament To Cruise Control
Lament to cruise control..
Once in a while you see the natural
not a thief taking a spot to mental morph
their workboots into bare feet.
Transparency in their statutes,no strategies to tie their beliefs to thoughts and actions mimicking make believe.
the truth they feel they need
Constructing fences and walls to hide a plunder of lazy conspiracies
Everyday Everyday hiding everyday buckets of shrunking heads
A giant of warfare bullying, Freedom's a monster
who directs their belief into this is how you should be, but you cant look at me
because I hide behind the white walls of ice formed cement,my torn Jean's lament
Broken fears ,whispered ears
will never find a place to celebrate
Broken hearts, broken pockets
City conspiring no way to win
searching the dead for souls to win over
A giant, a good death,a soul trap
Theres just off and on
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