Millennial from Manufactured Chaos by The Maladaptive

The minute hand is frozen yet the times keep passing by
What was once a messy bedroom is now a metaphor of mind
And all I'd thought give answers now's a faulty finish line

Well now that I've arrived here
I'm wanting so much more
I'm living with an angel in a house I can't afford

You're sitting on the cusp of your defining time
Waging war with your wallet and all of your parent's lies
How bad did you really want this? Is it too late to change your mind?

Well now that I've arrived here
I'm wanting so much more
I'm living with an angel in a house I can't afford

(Pleb, prole, peasant
fighting over sauce pans in the street
Manufactured Chaos
while our leaders soundly sleep
You fooled me with your wisdom
and promised me reprieve
We cheer at our submission
Just need something to believe

An oppressive system does not require an agreeing population to function
It just requires indifference).

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