A different shade of a similar theme
Still feeling strong,even as things go wrong every day.
Who can say what is truth or lie?
The broken cry but get no help,
Only platitudes from the ones who do not care.
Do you dare to make a difference?
Or only be just the same as the rest.
Safer I'll bet but not much use to anyone but you
and those who abuse the system.
All a piece of cake and the lies they bake till they're crispy and brown.
Who knows the truth or even what it is?
But it won't make you rich and that's your game after all.
Crawl and you'll be safe,
Pretend you don't see all the deceit and scheming.
Go on believing that you have some use,
Though what it is I cannot really say.
Tomorrow or today who can say how you have changed and lost your soul,
Just to pay the toll to cross the crooked bridge.
Like them all we saw the fall of a decent man,
From honest truther to souless computer, parroting what they tell you,
To get on to get along and make no waves
And no difference at all, as you go down the drain into
the sewer to join your pals.
It won't be long till you won't notice the smell,
For you will stink the same as them.
So who is to blame? Is it the money? Is it the system?
Or is it you?
