Politically F**ked
When I am feeling torn and unsure,I find solace within my mind, escape.
It is here where "The Man" can't invade,
here where I am king and I am brave.
Outside the mind, the world is ruined,
technology changed the face of today.
Tomorrow is no better, obsolete is yesterday,
today I hold on to nothing because I have to pay.
Pay for what should rightly be free,
something taken when it was given to me.
Why should "The Man" profit from everyone,
if he's not paid, your work is undone.
Unfair is the waltz of the world,
dancing is not on my list of "to do's".
Politically f**ked is societys' keep,
the harder you try, the tighter the noose.
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