Don't tell me now I'm lost again
In a world of the innocent
Broken down stripped and harvested
Fallen to this rich embodiment
Nations built on empty promises
Pay you to believe what don't make sense
Power thrives can get you anything
An army, hell, you could become king
Oh look there the newest iPhone is out
Take all my money in fear of missing out
This material world in which our minds are thrown
Where most forget to think for there own