Small things made us content Until growth took over our lives Getting more turns into a bore When we cannot take in Small times Remember the past days? Every aspect of life felt Like an unsolved mystery But now we have grown Complicit and trapped In routines that we never liked But if this is the future Did we ever enjoy small things? Were we born to toil in normality? Maybe it's too early But I have always been too late
Twisted unity Communication But the signal is glitching Connection to tension Attention to projection What's good is mine What's bad is yours Doing chores But the biggest one is yours Injection of rejection Need a vivisection For the parasite you infected
Profit for pain No other way that we have seen Systems that won't change Because it benefits the insane Draining out Fields of corpses to sustain An evil that was never tamed
Offering no chance for stability Puppetered by the hands of nobility Ceasing the acts that made us deceased Oh, such a joyous thing Blowing out candles Just to keep our own Such is the way back home We are not admirable Instead, we are just a fallacy
Adrift on the ocean sea Wondering If I will ever be? Trapped and confined for safety Are we living to carry out our dreams Or because we have nowhere else to be? All in time Saved by pride Falling down Drowning All alone with your feats
A tree sheds skin Loses branches Peels with the sun Falling with the leaves Yet it is still the same Flaws and benefits Until it is chopped down Then everyone complains About a tree they never cared for Until it was gone