Confuses us all.
Assholes,
Are just another brick in the wall.
They are what they are.
It is what it is.
Que se ra se ra,
We still live on the edge.
Disappearing bodies.
From gravesites,
We dig deep and find,
That nothing ain’t right.
It’s just an illusion.
Mass confusion.
Privacy is like piracy,
It belongs to nobody.
They think we’re all just stupid.
Masses give praise,
To Edward Bernays.
They think we’re dumb slaves.
Providing our allegiance to their cause.
I hear a cough real soft.
I stop and just pause.
It’s the end of the game.
Someone just lost.
But I know it wasn’t me.
The dead body says it all.
But I still live free.
In this manmade penitentiary.
Where I have no fears.
Of life on the outside.
Because I’m here forever.
Stuck on the inside.
Confused by what you say.
It makes no sense.
Making me more defiant.
Inside of my cage.
I hear nothing but lies.
You can’t reach me inside.
You have no rhythm, no flow.
No reason to believe in your disinfo.