I am free but I am addicted to smoke,
I am me but can’t say how it goes.
I am rock fan, oh! I can’t listen to pop,
Pure fucking metal or nothing at all.
It’s revolution, freedom defined,
Worship them, chant their lines.
Wearing black, singing songs,
We are giving in, that is the new reform.
It’s in good taste that we have to fight,
They do sing for then but they aren't corporatised.
It’s a strange world that we are living in,
The conformity is to never conform again!
I can choose for myself but I have to dope,
It’s all so clear that we are loosing controls.
In this mad men world, that is a problem for sure,
Popular culture or culture meant to go broke.
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Likes/dislikes, desire/fun....aint they give us joy...but do we know they restrict us to see life in an expanded way...
Maybe my interpretation of this...:)
An insight to our behaviour towards freedom...
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