Compound and Fracture
This is a broken system
One that's engineered keep you in your fucking place
Go make the conscious choice again
Piss away your life, never achieve anything
Who is there to blame for this?
Is the onus on yourself to forge a new path?
Look me in the eyes again, tell me that none of this your fault
Tell me that none of this is your fault
This is your fault
Has the fourty hour week fucked you over yet?
Can you spare another breath or take just one more step?
Does the irony of your efforts convince you yet?
Are you getting sick of this? Well I just fucking bet
Re-evaluate your life, focus on yourself
Does the man above you recognise your effort?
Or shit all over you, micromanage till your death?
Where does your passion lie?
What can you call your own?
What do you do for yourself?
Exercise futility, exponentiate the multiplying misery
Compound the apathy, fracture the outlook
This is your fault
Tell me that none of this is your fault
This is a broken system
One that's engineered keep you in your fucking place
Look me in the eyes again, tell me that none of this your fault
Where does your passion lie?
What can you call your own?
What do you do for yourself?
Exercise futility, exponentiate the multiplying misery
Compound the apathy, fracture the outlook
One that's engineered keep you in your fucking place
Go make the conscious choice again
Piss away your life, never achieve anything
Who is there to blame for this?
Is the onus on yourself to forge a new path?
Look me in the eyes again, tell me that none of this your fault
Tell me that none of this is your fault
This is your fault
Has the fourty hour week fucked you over yet?
Can you spare another breath or take just one more step?
Does the irony of your efforts convince you yet?
Are you getting sick of this? Well I just fucking bet
Re-evaluate your life, focus on yourself
Does the man above you recognise your effort?
Or shit all over you, micromanage till your death?
Where does your passion lie?
What can you call your own?
What do you do for yourself?
Exercise futility, exponentiate the multiplying misery
Compound the apathy, fracture the outlook
This is your fault
Tell me that none of this is your fault
This is a broken system
One that's engineered keep you in your fucking place
Look me in the eyes again, tell me that none of this your fault
Where does your passion lie?
What can you call your own?
What do you do for yourself?
Exercise futility, exponentiate the multiplying misery
Compound the apathy, fracture the outlook
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