Your so repressive
Self obsessive
In everything you believe
Modern progressive
Micro aggressive
everything perceived
Extremely excessive
Overly abrasive
Without any reprieve
We get the message
Minus vestige
Brutality never deceives
What’s it like up there
With air nice and clean
Looking down on this town
world of broken dreams
All your words
Lines so blurred
How can you be wrong
I live to hope
You will choke
own what you’ve become
