crap of the world

edit: now has music! yay! (it's another peppy one)

v.1
we are all slaves to something
i'm not saying it's right or wrong
all i know is sometimes
being a slave takes part of your soul

some people are slaves to their religion
i used to be there myself
others say 'yes sir' to their jobs, to society
entrapped by their own fear

chorus:
they wear their fancy tokens
in a stupid game of vanity
but their souls are vapid
and gone is their identity

i don't want to be like them
i don't want to be the
all-singing, all-dancing
crap of the world

v.2
i've seen a lot of people
enslaved by image and consumerism
it's a sad sight to see
someone afraid to just be

they say that destiny
is not a matter of chance
it's all about choice
i'd rather be in control
than be a blind automaton

are we ever really free?
there are so many things
bidding for control of our souls
and we ignorantly comply