Music and Lyrics by Seth Adam

I think I want to sleep today
Eternal rest is best when I'm catatonic in my nest
I can't believe the words you say
My head beset by noise from all the peace that you destroy
There's no substance to your line
It's just a veil of smiles clouding up the lies
Still you want to be a friend
Television talking head offend

We're stealing from ourselves
We're stealing from ourselves
We're stealing from each other and I want mine back again

Look at your outrageous calls
You claim the socialism, no sense of altruism
And fill the echo chamber halls
Reverberate distortions, you stage the soul extortions
The rich white man is running scared
Bleed the middle class into despair
You're the devil pretend friend
So drink your teabag whacko soul descend