We bought a ticket to convenience
But each ticket costs a life
Equate relevance with pleasing
I hope it’s worth the price
We bought a ticket to convenience
I hope it’s worth the price
It’s not quite so cut and dry
We’re delusional, we’ve been fed these conflicting goals
We’re told that it’s alright to have a mind of our own
But each time some brave soul speaks her mind
She’s thought of as a hole
I’m not buying what you’re selling because my soul is mine
I’m not listening when you’re speaking because my soul is mine
You can kill me or berate me with your savage lies
But I’m not buying what you’re selling because my soul is mine
I have touched the sky and the world is hollow
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