I won't listen to the propaganda,
I won't let them take control
I will stand for what I believe in
For the goodness of my soul
They can say what they like
How it's better to be alone
But I refuse to listen
This world is already cold
Enough.
Let's run for the hills
Escape all the bills
and the mundane thrills
We don't have to be another cog
Or another sheep in the flock
We can turn at our own volition
We can refuse submission
They say we can't trust
But I want to trust, in you
They work themselves to death
To get pieces of paper
A life with love is better
Than this pathetic caper
To be a drone, and alone
You'd be nothing more than a clone
Who doesn't make love,
But only wants to bone
Enough
Let's run for the hills
Escape all the bills
and the mundane thrills
We don't have to be another cog
Or another sheep in the flock
We can turn at our own volition
We can refuse submission
They say we can't trust
But I want to trust, in you
We were born an original
So why die a copy?
Just like everybody
Who only wants us for our body
Optimism will cure the world
I will not be like every girl,
Who's scared, I'm prepared
So take me for a whirl
Enough
Let's run for the hills
Escape all the bills
and the mundane thrills
We don't have to be another cog
Or another sheep in the flock
We can turn at our own volition
We can refuse submission
They say we can't trust
But I want to trust, in you
About the Creator
Jess Ganhaõ
18, England
This is where I'm gonna dump all of my creative stuff; lyrics, songs, art, maybe some book drafts and anything else I feel like sharing
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.