Tame

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What is real and what is fake, how much of this can we take,

we're already so deep in the lake,

swim up to the surface and take a look around, what we are is what we'll be if we are ever found,

but chained, we are to the ground, Bound for slavery, lack of savory,

who we are is broken, it's so much to soak in,

no one in control, Community took a toll, attached to nothing but a soul,

but what we dread will soon be dead, due to all are hoping,

counting every second as we are moping and provoking,

blame this on your greed, who does no deed when we are joking,

all consuming their ideas, thinking in the cage,

rip out a page, write your name, dangerous Fame can get tame.

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