Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Production Line

Wake Up
Take a shower
Dress Up
Eat breakfast

Life is passed sit down away from the sun
In a place we would call prison
If it wasn't the propaganda
You say you like what you do
Because you've been programmed to say it

Life is something we forgotten
Work is something we hate
But got addicted to it
Gym is the only place the body moves

Type
Discuss
Make money for the fat

They stole our time
So we can't even think of it
The fat men laugh
And we accept it with open arms

We are the perfect slaves
The volunteered ones
No cages needed
We make our own shackes

Take the bus
Cook dinner
Too tired to go out
Too tired to live..

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