Everytine I get some rest
I recall that I detest the world around me
There's the greed and all the stress
Which I really keep my best avoiding
I don't care about the growth
It's a fiction anyhow
And it's destroing us
I wish there was some hard block
For all those who cannot catch
That they are mindless brats
Killing all we've got
Killing all we are
Taking away freedom
Dignity and bonds
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