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Transfixated on the big blue screen, It´s your window to the outside, A melancholy dream, A medium upon which you build reality, This episodic currency, That everybody needs Somebody´s delivery lulls you to sleep, The man behind the weather map,

Presidential election every four years But neither man we can see or hear Urgent cries for society But he can´t see the blood on me Do you see? Do you see too much for me? Try that with our oligarchy,

Presidential election every four years But neither man we can see or hear Urgent cries for society But he can´t see the blood on me Do you see? Do you see too much for me? Try that with our oligarchy,

A sullen figure walks along a dusty road, His life was holy and he couldn´t bear the load, He left his people and simple life behind, He raised his torso and looked into the sky, Shouting his questions, looking for

A sullen figure walks along a dusty road, His life was holy and he couldn´t bear the load, He left his people and simple life behind, He raised his torso and looked into the sky, Shouting his questions, looking for

Culture was the seed of proliferation But it has gotten melded into an inharmonic whole Consciousness has plagued us and we can not shake it Though we think we´re in control Questions that besiege us in life Are testament of

When everybody dies around you, from someone else?s gun, It really makes you stop and think about the years to come Something good had to happen to the human race We all had better stop hoping and set our heads

I´ve got nothing to say, I´ve got nothing to do, All of my neurons are functioning smoothly, Yet still I´m a cyborg just like you, I am one big myoma that thinks, my planet supports only me, I´ve got this

So proud a history, replete with sanctity, Orbs in their harmony, they sing their code to me, Have you ever heard yourself, the orbit you are in? The terse, oppressive blanket that´s instilled here by our spin, It´s misery and

In this world today there ain´t nobody to thank, Just blame it on the kids and toss ´em into the tank And if they yell for justice we´ll hide them from the light So that when they learn the truth

In this world today there ain´t nobody to thank, Just blame it on the kids and toss ´em into the tank And if they yell for justice we´ll hide them from the light So that when they learn the truth

In the city, the day is too hot And you´re hoping for relief, ?cuz your head is filled with pain, But you get no relief, ?cuz the night is the same In the night, in the night you see through

In the city, the day is too hot And you´re hoping for relief, ?cuz your head is filled with pain, But you get no relief, ?cuz the night is the same In the night, in the night you see through

Hey brother christian with your high and might errand, Your actions speak so loud, I can´t hear a word you´re saying Hey sister bleeding heart with all of your compassion, Your labors soothe the hurt but can´t assuage temptation Hey