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Critical StateWhy do you insist on speaking to meabout your hardships and insecurities? You aren't the only one, nor will you be the last Our resources are running out, our time is coming fast We're the ones who make our lives miserable Countries in conflict as hypocrites stand tall Democrat and Republican The first to fall Who is the one to play with our lives Pain entertains our masters' eyes War is a game, we aren't to blame, we are just a tool Used then thrown out, by our leaders, a collection of fools [Solo: E. Rose] No salvation from our stupidity doomed to a life of pain with delusions of tranquility A myth, a panacea, a blind hope that will not cease The lies fed by our education of tolerance and peace We're the ones who make our lives miserable Countries in conflict as idiots stand tall Afghanistan to Zimbabwe Everything will fall Who is the one to play with our lives Pain entertains our masters' eyes War is a game, we aren't to blame, we are just a tool Used then thrown out, by our leaders, a collection of fools |