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As hard as I try to assimilate
To your modern state of mind,
I still can’t seem to adapt
To your culture or your life.
I can’t understand the fascination
With these dead end ways to survive.

You’re not living.
You’re not building a home.
You’re not living.
You’re just fearing the unknown.

You’re so dependent on cooperation
With the whole,
But that never really happens, does it?
There’s always some big hole
In the house of cards you’ve built up
With this deck of skin and bones.

It’s funny how no matter how
Advanced our species becomes,
The environment gets worse and worse,
And the masses get increasingly dumb,
And respect for life now has a price tag,
And the bourgeois get more numb.

And so you think, who am I to judge?
But the judgment isn’t mine.
And this I know, your judgment day
Will only come in time,
And then Lord Karma will repay you tenfold
For your lack of being kind.

Make a decision.
Make a decision now.
Make a decision.
Take a direction; make a turn.
Make a decision
To give up the conflict and the fight.
Make a decision.
I do pray you’ll make it right.

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from Folk Allah Ewe, released November 5, 1996
Lyrics/Music: M. Psycho © 1995 Black Hole Media Co. All Rights Reserved.

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