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I'm tired of sycophants

In the room like an elephant

That no one wants to address

I've had enough of rhetoric

Designed to make me change the logic

Of what I think

I'm bored of the working class

Doing the bidding for the ruling class

Without ever noticing

Tired of this rancid cooked

Overcooked and overcrooked meat

That never falls of it's feet

Inside our great little minds

Is there something we can find

To crack the glass of what's supposed to be

On a true wish to be free

Live fast and die young

Never meant you should have any fun

It meant live fast die young

Work hard

And keep our profits coming

I'm tired of seeing this

When I look to the side

And I feel like I'm on a strange ride

Where we all like to be taken for fools

No matter for what

Or for whom

We're fools and they leave us the fools gold

And we keep scoring own goals

So break the ceiling of what's supposed to be

With a strong wish to be free

How many more will have to sing this song?

So many other freedom lovers were not enough?

We are walking down a cliff, a precipice

And it became so normal we think going down is going up

And a lot of us stay silent and put

We believe trash tropes of working hard to be happy

But how hard?

Somewhat hard?

Very hard?

Extremely hard?

Die hard?

No one let us choose the difficulty of this game at our birth

And we don't have to accept it

We can still hit the big button

And reset it!