If you can't see,
How can you expect to be free,
Sitting on your knee,
Taking it all,
Paying a hidden fee,
To the engine.
Selling your soul,
Thinking you're not part of the sin,
And then wondering why does it smell so foul.
You're in it,
And so am I,
And so are the masses.
Programmed over the eras,
To chase the escape,
Forgetting that it's just vape.
Who are we kiddin?
We all can see,
Fom the seats we're sitting in,
Absorbing the malicious,
Expelling the benevolence,
and being blatantly shameless,
Forgetting that such an exsistence should be nameless.
But here we are,
Here we are,
Smitten by the evil kitten,
Claiming what can we do,
What can we do?
Who are you shittin?
Who are we shittin?
But ain't it fittin.
I guess we do belong,
We did reap what we sowed,
And we did it all together.
Here's a pill,
Forget that it'll make you ill,
But this is it.
There is no escape.
So why are we looking for salvation,
In the new phone,
In the company raise,
In the new hand bag.
Same fallacy,
Different phase,
Moving on.
The salvation you seek,
Is something that you'll find inside,
And even when you do,
She will never stick around.
So accept,
That every day won't be amazing,
And don't forget,
That everyday doesn't have to be bad,
And that's what this life is made of,
Till the day we all are just vape.