Stricken with the vanity
Of Mindless Materialism and profits
Has lead us into this insanity
Where this is just a game and we are all puppets
From golden idols of stardom
Sitting atop mountains of media sponsors
Anyone who buys is now a martyr
For they’re evil deeds and the petty monster
We’ve relinquished our consciousness
For the comfort of they’re acceptance
Mindfulness is something to miss
Now they have us trapped behind this material fence
Clothes and pastes are all you need
While gadgets will set your tone
If only we could see the corporate greed
They’re ulterior motives need only be known
To constrict the mind to simple thoughts
Has always been they’re intentions
The mind is now something that can be bought
With superficial inventions
The needs to be like everyone else
Is fabricated in Hollywood
This noose around our necks tighten like a belt
If only to escape, if only we could
To look inward and past the exterior
The abstract will destroy they’re plans
Our mind may be weak and weary
To think on our own and sift through the sands
Is all we need to break free
And realize what’s the mind’s eye can really see
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