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The impossible American Dream is outlived
We kill ourselves to be something we’re not
Follow the crowd
Follow the crowd like mindless dogs, slaves to their masters
The puppets on stage act
Act out
Act on
Act on their ignorance
The higher power, I know there is one
Secret society, conspiracy of some kind
Like the way, they, the higher power
The one of some kind
Makes women think they have no original thoughts
Floating around caressing the walls of embodied hope
They only want the attention of men because they’ve been brought up
Cradled by the manipulation breathed through the teeth of the paparazzi, media
An influence of our spreading social disease
Your every move watched and recorded
Memories stored in the minds of the higher power,
The one of some kind
The one who starts wars without there needing to be one
The one who takes money from those who need it most
So Fuck your liberty when you say
“I pledge allegiance to the flag”
My scream for justice and peace
Will drown out and over come your battle cry
So sit in your fancy restaurants
Eat your fast food
and smoke your cigarettes
And ask yourself ‘who am I pledging allegiance to?’

---siedah montelongo