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letra de millennials - tantra sweet

was such an ordinary day when the robots came and realized they had a mind and turned us into human slaves
they tried to change the way that we behave
they brainwashed our children
they kidnapped our women
put some test-tube babies in em
we didn’t have a choice
ran around and screamed until the robots took away our voice
put us in some training camps to break the disobedience
pledge your allegiance to authoritative automation recreating history and reinventing mystery

zillennial generation, terrorism freightened up the nation
and turned us into buncha paranoid xenophobics
cause we was going in the right direction
til hysteria took up dictation
led us into insurrection
but f-ck the media they brainwashed the people
the outcasts would sit just reading wikipedia
inform themselves and try to spread that knowledge
fix collective health
the stress levels through the roof was so aloof
cooped up in bedrooms
we tied our nooses with electric wires
law of attraction conjured up that sh-t that transpired
no crimes for liars twisting truth cause greed’s the root of evil
vladimir hackers riled up the g-o-sheeple bruh
they say they’re patriots but universal hatred from the zoom-zooms continues patterns incubated from antiquity
i was anonymous way back in the netiquity
you live inside a world with no control
came into your home and censored all your thoughts and now you’re all alone
but that’s just life in the modern age
the f-ckin vision’s corrupt
disillusioned with ideals of hope
get ostracized if you don’t kowtow to the system
the joy you feel from drugs can’t stop the cynicism
cuase pacifism’s the wqy of the zillennial heart
we could have a million objections
sh-t won’t change cause we’re part of a generation
raised by some generations of narcissists that paid their tuitions
on a part time job and kept it for themselves
the massive industral systems of wealth
ceos line the pockets
all the proles line their sockets with the feel goods
the pointing fingers
i’mma place the blame on you
we used to be civil til the plutocrat turned us into a ragtag nation with no turning back
from information war commandeered by alternative facts, and now

this will end in a violent revolution
this will end in blood
why’d they disobey the constitution
and teach us not to love?
they say we’re going in american direction
i think it might be true
we’re livin in a world stuck in a schism
i write f-ck donald trump on my currency
i know there’s no way to win the mind of a fascist
go f-ck yourself little man desantis
you could end it all or save us with a cardiac attack

- tantra sweet

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