You Lose - Misery Index

You’re lost in their gluttonous agenda

Built on a foundation of sand

Their tides wash away your perspective

The mouth that feeds forces the hand

More, more is what you need

And none, fucking nothing is what you get

You’re gone as you stare at it blindly

They’ve got you numb to the bone

So pure, praying hard with your head in the sand

Baptized in the fucking glow

Broke, impoverished

You’re less than human

You’re captivated

You’re taken captive

The Wolves have pulled their wool over your eyes

Currents

The density of current affairs

Colliding in the vastless sky

The ebb and flow of balance

Of wealth

Alive

The magnitude of planets

In your personal life

You live a life

You lose