In future days with riot squads,
I simply want to melt away,
In fear of threat the system creaks,
And snatches everything it sees,
Incopper wires my life has changed,
Many miles beneath the sea,
Disposable decisions made,
Your razor wire letters sent.
When everything is so fragile we won't be removed,
Where I hold my possessions and I call this my home,
A statistical blip upon a screen to someone.
When Bilderberg will reign supreme,
You'll realise your votes were jokes,
By virtual deals in Burberry,
The designer world will say what goes.
When everything is so fragile we won't be removed,
Where I hold my possessions and I call this my home,
A statistical blip upon a screen to someone.
When everything is so fragile we won't be removed,
Where I hold my possessions and I call this my home,
A statistical blip upon a screen to someone,
Where I hold my possessions I call this my home.
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