Acoustic folk protest song. What's wrong with the world, we're all to blame.

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My disgust at people's general apathy at just about everything.

The sun comes up,
the day begins.
Institutions, mass confusion,
stealing our souls.
More and more I realize,
we're losing control.

I hit the streets at eight A.M.,
air polution, no solution,
taking it's toll.
More and more I realize,
how much we don't know.

Well, I don't want to hear there's no way,
to bring about a better day.
I don't want to hear there's no solutions,
for writings on the wall.
I don't want to hear that you've been "saved",
or about the money that you've made.
All I want to see is that we realize,
the extent of all our lies.

All our lives, we work so hard,
never ending, 'til their sending us,
all to our graves.
More and more I realize,
the mess we have made.

I don't want to hear there's no way,
to bring about a better day.
I don't want to hear there's no solutions,
for writings on the wall.
I don't want to hear that you've been "saved",
or about the money that you've made.
All I want to see as we realize,
the extent to all our lies.