Traded Society for Technology
I gave you everything that I had in my hand
I traded it all in for a stupid fan
I bought with confidence
I had a plan
But I ruined it
It was a cost of every man I see

I don't get this
How a machine can be friend
I sweat this
Who will be there when it becomes an end?

If I could feel my power come over you
I'd love you every hour
I would hold my own truth
Then with confidence I will spell it out
Being in control has wiped me out

I don't get this
How a machine can be friend
I sweat this
Who will be there when it becomes an end?

It cost me everything
More than I knew I had
To sup with pricelessness wouldn't be so bad
I have warned you to stay away
It has control of me
And now I feel its way.

2007 Piemerica-Incorperated-EternallyWritten by Emperor MAR
October 3, 2007
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