We were all fed the same lies,
See, we were the trash with no future ahead so

I guess they had to tell us something.

The future was worth striving for, they said. We can rise above our circumstances.

A lie, a trick, something to placate is all,
Until the time came that we finally worked it out for ourselves.

So we starved, seeking nourishment from the most forbidden fruit – drugs. They warmed the belly, the soul. Suddenly we could finally see the promised utopia. We believed0 again.

But then the comedown kicks in. Back to square one. We need to figure out how to score more.

Just rats running in a wheel.

As God watches the poor and sick struggling
with a smile on his face.