Going Postal

I see, degradation
And I believe, in self-expression
The world, is filled with aggression
Deceived by mans creation

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How much can one man take
Where do we draw the line
I feel I'm about to break
Or maybe lose my mind
Bluntly unjustified
Opulent dominate
All I can see is red
I want to retaliate

TV, tool of destruction
Currency, is all that matters
Most people, don't even realize
How media, controls their lives

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