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Society (It's meant to be a song)
He wakes up to darkness
That’s all he ever sees
He wishes one day to just be free
But he can’t
He’s trapped in the monotonous circle of life
Everyone else believes that the circle is good
That it provides safety, security, and peace of mind that they need
But he knows better, not to conform
He knows what it means
To really be free, to be liberated
And that’s what he’s striving to be
He gets up
Dressed in clothes that society
Has picked for him today
He has to cooperate, or else he’ll be
An individual
Something nobody likes to see
It drives him crazy
The days are all the same
Work, eat, sleep, and then repeat
He needs more
Meaning to his life
But he knows if he leaves the flow of society
Then he’ll just be an outcast
Which to him, means that he’ll be free
The pressure to perform, to be just like everybody else
Gets to him’
He’s so irate
He snaps at people, for no reason at all, and it leads to rage.
The monster inside is simply too strong, to be held in this confined small cage
He tries to keep his composure
As best as he can
Knowing that if he doesn’t fit in
Then he has no chance, at success in life
No kids, and no happy wife
He decides to try, to just be free
He knows that it means giving up everything
But screw it
His life sucks anyways
Why not throw it all away to just be free
