Текст песни Deliverance - A Product Of Society
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(Jimmy P. Brown II, George Ochoa)What kind of society do we haveWhere doing the wrong is right?Living by rules pressured inThroughout timeThe lies are always being fedWhile the world is going to hellDo all you can to please one, please yourselfA product of society, feelings are not inbredI`m made to feel no sympathyI may as well be deadI know my life means more than thisBut selfishness has been my creedIs there a way to feel againTo remove this rotted seedI was born this way, can I changeOr will I remain a product of societyLust and power, insidious greedA make up of what I amI owe society for who I amA selfish child in the form of a manFeelingless, I could care lessAbout what happens to youRepent, recant, change my ways?Contradiction from what I knewSociety`s sick, the one were inWhere doing the wrong is rightPollution of the mind, its now timeRise up against the filthThat`s being fed to you and meDo all you can to please one, please yourself