Minor Matter
I'm just Minor Matter
That is all I am
Someone's passive income
Getting what they can
I am climbing sand dunes
Slippery ice under my feet
The Machine watches on
It feeds off my defeat
We are minor matter
The seeds we sow and scatter
Grow weeds upon the streets of liberty
The machine has taken you
and now its come for me
The machine don't care
It loves despair,
It's love's despair
It's stealing time like you wouldn't know
An atomic bomb and it's gonna blow
The hearts of children
in the poppy fields
The machine grew up
And stole our dreams
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