Portrait of the Faceless

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2007

Materialism can save us

It’s natural

And, by the way, it’s promoted

And, if you’re not materialistic

You must be contagious

And, to be rich you must be promoted

And, to be respected, make millions

And make your face pretty

But, not give a damn on the inside

All while making the world love you



The melodies strike a tune

And, a sad song pours out like rain on a gloomy day

Just like rain on a gloomy day



Now, the art is bleeding

And, the portraits are all faceless

But, we still stare

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