Living in Dystopia

A million people trapped inside one home
Tape stuck over the holes in the stone
Gas oven on, we take a deep breath
No dish to serve, only our death

No jobs or jobs that don't get much pay
No cash to pay for the food today
No land to grow, it's all dry as clay
We're living in a dystopian world

Why can't you
why can't you
why can't you
why can't you feel something?

Why can't you
why can't you
why can't you
why can't you feel something?

Numbers just dehumanise people
But it's easy to do from a church steeple
Can't you see that homeless man could be you or me?
Especially in life when nothing is free

No jobs or jobs that don't get much pay
No cash to pay for the food today
No land to grow, it's all dry as clay
We're living in a dystopian world

I can't pretend
This is the end
I can't pretend
Never again

We're bottling it up but it's getting full
Heat up the glass and then it will smash
Modern day life is so fucking dull
We're living in a dystopian world



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Grant Houghton
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