Lyrics
I sold my soul out to the crowds
I willingly surrendered my integrity to the public.
They looked at me and shouted
The crowd responded by rejecting and ridiculing me.
"Who needs your bloated opinion?"
They questioned the value of my inflated opinions.
But they all feed off silver spoons
Despite their criticism, they enjoy privileged lives.
Read propaganda in the news
They consume biased information from the media.
With a tunnel vision
Their perspective is narrow and one-sided.
Guess I ought to make a scene
I should create a disturbance or make a statement.
Standing round waiting for something to happen
Observing idly, anticipating an event.
Common sense against a team with a baby blue banner
Common sense is pitted against a group with a seemingly innocent facade.
Who spilled coffee on my jeans?
Expressing annoyance at a spilled drink.
Stupid little fucker doesn't know what's coming
Disparaging someone who is unaware of impending consequences.
Fat old men will build your dreams with a chisel and hammer
Old individuals, symbolizing authority, shape aspirations through hard work.
Ooh what'll come of these fallacies?
Contemplating the consequences of false beliefs.
Who needs humane humanity?
Questioning the need for a compassionate and understanding society.
The cost of freedom isn't free when you're stuck in a prison
True freedom has a cost, especially within societal constraints.
Too much to ask for equity
Demanding fairness and justice is considered excessive.
It's always better for the people if they make the decisions
Empowering the people to make decisions is always preferable.
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