False Idxls

So in this idea that everybody is fundamentally, the, Ultimate reality. Not God in a politically-kingly sense. But God in the sense of being the self. That deep-down, basic, Whatever-there-is, And you're all that. Only you're pretending you're not Show me to your leader and i spit right in his face Yeah Break Fuck Why? You've run this fucking planet right into the ground You're system is sickening The machines clearly broken They fill your mind with suffering Control your thought you little piece of shit There smiles are so bitter We see through them clearly There's blood in the rivers But we still drink from them freely No I wont conform The machines clearly broken I wont conform You're entire lifes a fucking lie Show me your pain They fill your mind up with suffering I wont conform No Show me your pain No Show me your pain No Show me your pain No Show me your pain