Ideology

I saw a city where people woke up
Just to punch themselves all day long
And their mothers, fathers and brothers and friends
People ate food from the trash and they paid for it
People bled everytime and swore it was victory
Blind by the ideology

They exchanged expansive presents with no emotion
But couldn’t see that doens’t matter the package’s beauty
What’s inside is always a knife in the back

In that city people jumped off the 20th floor
Cause it was less painful than thinking

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