Chiclephobia

There comes a time When all creativity and liberated expression Becomes so drawn out dry That the public yearns for a brief escape Just so they can barely drag their feet Across the fine line that is labeled acceptable To modern societal standards I fear of the ever evolving cycles That manipulate not only specific, individual cultures But all cultures as a single united body and Therefore, declare war on your so called Worldwide brainwashing epidemic with a raw material Metal I push away the rubble and debris Suffocated too long,I see How blinded the masses can be Manipulated freedom of the pharisee Limiting our power Shutting down perfection Comes the final hour Utilize rejection Tweaking like a little star, falling Shooting up your arm star, crawling Smack you with a five star, brawling Who's your daddy pornstar, bawling Disease of pop controlling your mind Brainwashing youth and taking your time Destroying the youth should be a crime I won't let the pop ruin my life Take ahold of the knife Plunge it in and end the strife The warning bells are ringing, away It doesn't matter what, they say The tyranny is ending today Their bodys will be put on display Seen it from the start Left us with a scar Nearly pierced our heart Tearing us apart Tweaking like a little star, falling Shooting up your arm star, crawling Smack you with a five star, brawling Who's your daddy pornstar, bawling Disease of pop controlling your mind Brainwashing you and taking your time Destroying the youth should be a crime I won't let the pop ruin my life Take ahold of the knife Plunge it in and end the strife Disease of pop controlling your mind Brainwashing you and taking your time Destroying the youth should be a crime I won't let the pop ruin my life Take ahold of the knife Plunge it in and end the strife Plunge it in and end the strife