You’re right, it’s broken
Broken dreams
Broken hearts
Broken families

Slipping through the cracks
Like what the frack
Foundation of our fragile identity under attack

But we can’t even see
It’s not our cup of tea
We’d rather have water from poisoned wells and warped realities

We’re like the living dead
Pumped full of lead
Rifles at the ready but we’re making our own dead

Hearts full of holes
Where’s the love, where’s the hope
Workin like drones while we wonder why we feel alone

Like busy bees, circuits jumbled
Community is in trouble
All we’re about is the business of accumulating capital

It’s all about the me being free
It’s not about us, not about we
No wonder why we’re losing our democracy

You’re right, we’re broken
Broken dreams
Broken hearts
Broken families
Broken Democracy

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