You keep dissecting science to reveal some kind of truth
You'll not detect a soul from that sterilized white booth
Tell me how you won those subsidies and degrees
By amusing those who pass down stolen properties
...I see that you are pleased
Before, I pictured children in far off foreign lands
Pretending to be airplanes with outstretched arms and hands
Now they are racing to eschew such a vulgar charity
Messages inscribed on bombs dropped voluntarily
...It says "Now you are free"
I don't know if we're waiting for the bottom to drop
I'm running out of steam but not ready to give up
If we want change, it must get worse for the majority
A military draft could bring down our authorities
This is beautifully lucid. I love you.
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