I see vogue girls in green
Snaking their limbs
For every screen
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a fucked up world

When prettier girls
Are snipered and bombed
And clouds of phosphor
Envelop schools
And no one cares
And I think to myself

The colours of flags
Primary hues ablaze at night
Cover ears and eyes
Of people glued
Like papier mache
By powerful hands

On their way to Mars
I see them tanning
Next to a blue pool
Sipping pale cocktails
As I can't afford food
And I think to myself

What a fucked up world

I see nations act
With gross impunity
Just because strength
Justifies killing
For made up stories
The innocent souls

I see everyone bickering
With their gold lapels
And lying too
Online and on TV
For the guy in the pool
And I think whatever happened

To Our Wonderful World?


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