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How many times have I tried

To rise above this world?

I could pay the highest price

To have a heart of gold

Distracted... Forsaken... Passive mind...

Inside four walls!

As I grew up in the gleams

Overwhelming shine of city lights

Discrepant voices screaming

Dissonances into my ears

A great scavenger ate my soul

They call it society

We wander around the globe

Intoxicated with lies

Living dead in forsaken towns

Where modern diseases combine

Words are the weapon of mass destruction

Information noise brings death

We are sharing pain remotely

Downloading cyanide

Information overload

From those fighting for attention

Inciting instincts

The animals inside us

Neurotics' suicides

In disabled minds

We're programmed to worship

The gods of broadcast

I no longer feel

I can't hear you anymore

Drowning in the sea of news

Reports from a mankind's fall