The concern on your face is all you have to give,
Powerless to change the course of events
Chained to a social structure you supposedly despise,
Your mind too numb from the sickly sweet taste of gluttony to see any solution.
No giving up the good life (no matter the cost).
Can't stand to see the truth?
It get harder to look at your own reflection.
How long before you don't recognize who you see?
Do you, or did you ever care?

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