workers moving from harakari by hidden ninja

When you step from the picture
The angle from your friends
More thought to the future
The light begins to bend
The idea's you thought
Were so hopeless at the time
Were converted, conversed
And set into a crime

You stepped from the picture
Now hatred for your "friends"
No thought to the future
Your life begins to bend
No action set forth
Yet the walls begin to fall
One movement of my hand
Will bring death to all

I was pleased when
I heard you scream.

What you expect from me
You aren't part of my family
What you expect from me
Inside the box, you cannot see
What you expect from me
Here, alone in ecstasy
What you expect from me
Watching you is what I'll be

Forced to believe
What you cannot conceive
Under cooperate spies
With intelligent lies
To keep the workers moving
And the managers assuming
Of the retail-bashed abilities
Folding down facilities
And writing up the to-do
Featuring me and you
For the shit they wouldn't do
So how do you rate
When you step from the gate?
Think hard.
It will be your savior

"I keep the workers moving"

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