"It's time," they say "to take flight, be free!" But it must be a lie because they are holding from your cage the key
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They paint on you a smile that makes you look like a clown
But when it rains from your eyes they wonder why you frown
They ask "what is wrong? We've given you so much!"
Because you flinch at the littlest of touch
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This is society
They are saying "please come in!"
But when you try to play fair with them you'll find that you won't ever win
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This is society
The people that you try and trust
But they beat you down
And try to make you feel guilt and sin and lust
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This is society
They beat you to the dust