The face of daunting oppression Proves problematic for thought procession If we fail to fill the void of objectivity We'll fall back as we plunge into stupidity
Truth is a culmination of multiple conglomerated subjectives So tell me how you adhere to one perspective
You may say my livid gaze has made me blind But it's helped me find answers where I wouldn't have seen otherwise
The moniker of man, defined by its paradoxical existence Allowed ourselves free thought, being trapped in our own resistance
Each extreme says the grass is greener on their side But I'm in the middle and all I see are weeds leeching off our strife
Trying to suppress human behavior Is paralleled to man controlling nature Attempting to naturalize any succession Evolution can't be faltered by by repression
Like any of nature's creations We are not born without imperfections Trying to exist in a void so monotonous We become LIFELESS, EMOTIONLESS, NAMELESS
ANONYMOUS
I'll do my time behind the faded line And run the risk of falling through But I won't wait for your corrupted faith to
DRAG ME DOWN WITH YOU
We are an abandoned existence What defines us now?
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