It’s not my fault
Yet I bare your guilt
The prison you built
To bury the truth
Is on my back

The clock doesn’t stop
The malls are barely closed
Shopping for cloths
To cover your inadequacy
Your deficiency
Is buying efficiency
The killer top
The kick *** shoes
To cut the chord
On social blues
You are my muse

So when I scream and rant
Raving about the enslaving
Of the masses to material things
While what matters goes missing
Humanity keeps *******
On the at risked and suffering
Population
Well, I guess that is just my issue

Go ahead and get that new car
That big flat screen dream
That digital device
That keeps your eyes
Focused down
Without seeing the ground
Go ahead and kick the poor man
Criticize the teachers based on lies
Ignore the science and reason
Till the four seasons
Become chaos
And the politicians that betrayed us
Walk away with all that wealth
They stole from us
Then when I snap
And cry
Asking why
Oh why
Can’t we be better
Blaming myself
For the actions of other
You can just walk away
In an uninformed haze

If you think I cry because
I don’t get all the cool stuff
And I’m just a hater
Know that I stare for days
At the result of our harmful ways
I carry the guilt though I am not to blame
Because I failed to make you see the truth
Because I care and I can’t shut off
Those thoughts
You should try it