Walk the Blank
We in a jungle: Raw meat and endless sweat,
Jobs hard, but dreams are even harder
Cause we always wake up from them,
So lets imagine:
It ain't Sunday but her name-
be ringing bells; so lets begin
I walk around like searching for something,
my mind on stand by,
What does that mean?
Im waiting, like gods coming...
Dancing around the fire:
Talking about mass murder;
And strange blood thirsty creatures
Abducting baby's, stealing DNA:
To recreate new breeds of master villains,
We just rats to this system,
Wired: following in the same tracks;
losing our footsteps: so we lost-
Cause we chasing our minds,
Like dogs chasing their tails;
Like this story leads to a happy ending
Man we die cause of our dreams and ambitions,
We all have goals but not all will make it so its a rumble,
this is a jungle from lions and snakes to
wolves and Sheppard's the farm we in,
So we plant dreams to grow our ambitions
The gift and the curse
Love and hate, the parallel worlds;
So we think, formulating new ideas
To create new things;
So we sink in our dreams
The hell created by the mind
Payed by the body, so we suffer
Call it suicide cause we killing ourselves,
From stress to unknown diseases;
The more we want the more we suffer
Life isn't get any easier but will we ever get it?
No, cause we waiting to be saved
So we walk the plank
The earthly soup mixed with toxin's
To make that lethal poison,
The gas chamber we in,
Breathing polluted air:
cause we created way to much factories;
Formed our greed and mutated us into: Zombie consumers,
man these no stopping us: blood thirsty monster,
Devouring everything insight:
the dinosaurs and the comet might fall.
Copyright © Piercing Words | Year Posted 2017
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