Under A Sky So Blue - More Product, More Misery | Текст песни

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Bred into the market
Handed false incentives
Force fed
Cheap commodities
And told
No one can live without them
You can't succeed
Without what they sell
Personality becomes nothing
When culture's a prison cell
Competition drives us to suicide
Children pacified by the same lies
We possess the ability to end it
Instead we glare at our unfulfilled lives
Why?
Consumerism is terrorism

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