So disconnected from nature
We failed to ease on the easy
When we drifted away from the rythm of life
Which was not set like the clock, we paid a hefty fine
So now we are failing to breathe easy
Freedom is confined in a state of luxury
It's a rat race - and all your happiness is
Competitively measured within the next 24 hours...
Panic attacks, fear, anxiety, and the heart will scream -
Again tonite - for we are dis-eased
And - we will be de-ceased
Again and again - on this wheel of confusion...
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