Scrap

Come the night of the flight
from daily monotony
wipe the mask its your task
feed superficiality

behind the smile of shallowness
an `e` pops out like pumping ass
TV lords design your mess
annulling your interests

fat exploiters getting rich
old man`s blues mock youngsters' kitch
yet their system perpetuates
let`s revolt its getting late

Conform your life away
or wake up destroy the way

Scrap the system.