You say I am not you.
You say that you are never wrong.
That we walk on another beat
And listen to a different type of song.
You keep ignoring your oppression
Just to get closer to the power.
How do you think that’s going to play out?
They don’t pay you for the hours
You want to bill for your self doubt.
So do you really think it worth it?
Throwing us in front of the bus
Just so you won’t be hit.
Yeah you might not be driving,
But you are definitely steering.
Yeah they still won’t find you charming.
You’re the next new thing.
You are still the joker, never the king.
You are old propaganda about not being accepting.
.You are the old news they will also be culling.
How is that demise tasting?
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