If we want to change our future, then we have to change our behaviours today; whether that be on a personal level or about how the country is run. So many decisions about how we live are taken away from us, it's hardly surprising that we feel we don't have the power to change our lives or our situations - and we have to remind ourselves that we do. Most of the time we are too tired from work to think about things that matter to us, our families or people less fortunate than ourselves or we just want to enjoy life in the little free time we do have. So we go out and party, drink, sit mindlessly in front of computer screens or televisions and we forget about our problems. Until the next piece is removed from us. And then we're angry again.
This is a new song I worked on with Hipnotic Jazz - it's on his new album "Infinitely Inconsistent"
Listen/Stream/Download the full Hipnotic Jazz album here: https://hipnoticjazz.bandcamp.com/album/infinitely-inconsistent
Lyrics:
Regular play; dismissed and unequal
Minimum wage, they’ll raise it in the sequel
Enraged inside,
When I think of our wasted lives
For a decent life, we gotta play by rules
Fill the deepest pockets;
Obedient fools locked in X Generation cubicles
Wishin' away the hours, thinking its a cruel...
Way to spend our years
It’s a miracle we’re here
And the beauty of life we should stand for
Means nothing anymore
I remember a night, the side of Lake Geneva
No red wine, no smokes, no lines
No words I find, take me back in time
Meditating, clearing corners of my mind
As I grow in age, I’m linking bigger pictures
Old days seem like a parallel vision
I’m a different person, my worries got worse and
Lost but fighting and feeling the curse of
These monsters we created
Low esteem, money, impatience,
Breathing heavy, standing steady in line
These are temporary times
Recite the same lines?
Read the same papers?
Write the same history?
Repeat ideologies?
Unfollow The Leader
The sad thing is we don’t give a shit anymore
And thats perfect for them
They don’t want us to
They want us drunk, drugged and hooked on their fear
They want us too tired, too scared and too intoxicated to care
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