|| Open Mic Week 83: "Is This What We Want?" (Original Song) ||

Something a little different this from me this week.

I wrote this song about our sleeping world.

Thank you, as always, to all of those who make the @openmic possible. And it was a beautiful gift and surprise to place last week. Thank you to those who listened and voted as well. Steemit has been so good for me as an artist, and the Open Mic is a big part of that.

Lyrics below.

xx,
Kay

Is This What We Want?

Pop stars tell you what to think
And you willingly agree
They don’t care about anything
But that you follow blindly

Be a puppet, sell your soul
And you’ll fit right in
Be a coward, controlled
Have a heart of tin
And you’ll be just fine
Give up your mind
To their whims and desires for your life

Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Because it’s what we’re getting

See no sunlight, keep your dark
Let screens become your guiding light
Memorize their slogans
Don’t put up a single fight

Be a puppet, sell your soul
And you’ll fit right in
Be a coward, controlled
Have a heart of tin
This isn’t a joke
A word for the “woke”
They will cut you off at the throat

Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Is this what we want?
Because it’s what we’re getting

If you can’t see it you’re already dead
Open your eyes and get out of bed
Go take a walk and clear out your head
Forget the poison that you’ve been fed

It’s not what you want
It’s not what you want
It’s not what you want
But it’s what you’re getting
If you don’t say stop
Say stop

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