And if this life's your canvas
Don't hesitate to paint your purpose
Over walls that paint your direction
Shout the thoughts your world is too scared to mention

Or have you been shackled to the sitcoms
Or have you guided by the tabloids
Or are you just a mass consumer of a popular opinion
We've been organized to think and feel a lie

And if you're thirsty for some truth
There's a fucking fountain inside you
Overflowing by the seconds to flood
You're empty life

Sharpen out the dullness you've been programmed to deny

You look to groups and movements and counter culture sects
To justify yourself as being intelligent
Buckled tightly to a scene,
Safely pinned to philosophy
doesn’t make you a radical or even significant

As you parade through the glitz
Nose high in the air
You swear you're painting your own pictures
But it's a shame that you can do it


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