I’ve become accustomly numb
To the drum beats of commercialism
To the tempo of its jingles
To the tremors of the economy
So I haven’t changed a thing
And I keep buying
Coca-CoLane BryAunt JemIMAX Payne Killers
Over and over until I die
With doctor and family hoping for comfort
With only moments of life left
They make me numb.
Is it robbery or humanity?
Where’d my choices go?
Why’d I defer so many to a collective corporate conscious?
