Fake News

We got the science of smarts
We got the grind in our coffee
Electric lights in the dark
We got the spreadsheets and charts
Pharmaceutical pills
And hella places to park
We got the smart phones
Netflix, Facebook, amazon
We see our stories as true
We read the blogs and the news
We buy whatever we want
Barely know who it's through
Work for money 'cause the rent is 'bout due
Get so damn drunk on distraction
We forget what we once knew

What were we wrong about?
I cannot say exactly
How could we
Take on back these
Powers that be
Inside ourselves
You are me
I am you
We are something greater than what we do
What we can see
What we believe to be true
It's so few opportunities to
Look back on all the things that
We took for granted
And assumed would be true but

What if the hustle and bustle just doubles our trouble?
What if we wasting our minds as much as our muscles?
What if the stuff we've been fed
Is nothing nutritious (At all)
Why does the water we drinking taste so suspicious?
What does it mean to be male or female?
Addicted to retail?
Retweets and emails?
I can't say but I wonder
In the midst of our lost gods
And this deep hunger

What were we wrong about?
I cannot say exactly
How could we
Take on back these
Powers that be
Inside ourselves
You are me. I am you
We are something greater than what we see
What we believe to be true
It's so few opportunities to
Look back on all the things that
We took for granted
And assumed would be true

What if the hustle and bustle just doubles our trouble?
What if we're wasting our time?
What does it mean to be male or female
Addicted to retail, retweets and emails?
I can't say but I wonder



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Writer(s): Brodie Peterson
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