Urban Plastic

by daniel   Jul 29, 2008


Look around
Take a good stare
Of what you see and what you hear
False words will ring in your ear
Which will bring billions to there deaths
Every year

Smiling faces hide a evil grin
Making it much less complicated
For people to sin
They look at you as an easy target
Hunt you down
As they make sure you will not forget

They put plastic bags over there heads
They make you feel like an outcast
So you will hang yourself by your own thread
As you look around
You realize you are the only one who is real
The only person who is not afraid to feel

They carry a name for themselves
A name only to dread
Urban plastic

I would rather be dead

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