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Propaganda Machine

A time when money rules We can only watch We dream of what we could have been While just burning the clock Don’t take life lightly It’s never too late You can have a second chance Don’t make the mistake You have your solid job That doesn’t what makes you tick You move through your life Pretending for the next But you fake the things that really you should mean It’s cover for this outside world Just so you don’t have to face them You are not forgotten You’re not left behind You have the contents And you make your move This life is what you make it Do you want to leave it alone Don’t run away from it That’s a journey we all know Take what you have Throw all else away There’s hope for all others No matter what they say If one could define evil I think one thing we can agree Not performing to your potential Is killing like a mercenary The world keeps us in front of the tube Scared of what might happen How can we view their ads If we’re always on the move The world’s not strong enough To make these things happen We don’t have bad luck It’s the propaganda machine Don’t let it keep you down You don’t have to take it This all cause and affect So be what your meant to be

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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