Mr. Bureaucracy

Mr. Bureaucracy can you control the air I breathe
A broken democracy you won’t control my sanity
Mr. Bureaucracy can you control my privacy
A state of security you can’t control my mind it’s free
I’m broken down by what I need freedom of choice not good for me
My stomach hurts your hungry greed can’t put me down I’m on my knees
Mr. Bureaucracy can you control my destiny
The clothes I wear the food I eat the lies I’m told my self esteem
Mr. Hypocrisy can you destroy my hopes and dreams
A blindfold monopoly you can’t destroy my mind it’s free
I’m broken down by what I need freedom of choice not good for me
My stomach hurts your hungry greed can’t push me down I’m on my knees
It’s better to stay down don’t have to think for yourself
It’s better to play dumb don’t have to prove yourself
There’s never a way out you gotta work for your debt
It’s better to break out you gotta free yourself
The government won’t leave me alone, I’m tired and spent I’m tired and old
The government won’t leave me alone, I’m tired and spent just leave me
Alone
Leave me alone
I’m all jaded intimidated, My colour’s faded I’m liberated
Make me sad, make me beg, contents read, weighed and fed, I’m half dead
Drained and bled
It won’t be long…