Another screen, another lie
Another child left asking why
You scream your cause, but can’t explain
Marching blind into the flame
They sell you rage in high-def sound
While truth is buried underground
You’re fighting wars you never knew
For kings who never bled like you
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And no one sees
The strings beneath
You’re not awake
You’re just asleep
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Dance, puppets, dance — in the toxic reverie!
You’re burning flags, but you forgot what freedom means
Eyes wide shut, you follow what you cannot see
You scream for peace while dripping in hypocrisy
Dance, puppets, dance — in the toxic reverie!
While crimson roses rot beneath your apathy
Chasing shadows of a glitching memory
Trapped in loops of false reality
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They sold your fears in plastic smiles
You wear their thoughts, made to beguile
Distracted minds in pixel chains
Trading purpose just for fame
You’re quoting gods from meme accounts
You chant your truth, but never doubt
And in the end, what did you learn?
The world still spins, and bridges burn
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Wake up, wake up
You’ve been asleep
They pull your strings
You dance so sweet
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Dance, puppets, dance — in the toxic reverie!
While echoes of the past become your prophecy
You stare at flames but never feel the heat
And wonder why you’re still on broken knees
Dance, puppets, dance — in the toxic reverie!
While crimson roses beg for you to see
But you scroll past them mindlessly
Living death in high velocity
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Can’t you see?
They’ve turned your mind into a cage
No clarity…
Just dopamine and scripted rage
You could’ve stopped…
To smell the war-torn roses, red
But you’re too lost…
In what that TikTok echo said
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Dance, puppets, dance in the toxic reverie!
You’re bleeding truths into a digital disease
Wake up, wake up break the fantasy
You’re more than echoes of their fallacy
Dance, puppets, dance in the toxic reverie!
While crimson roses bloom in tragedy
You could live free… but you’d rather be
Another ghost inside their toxic dream
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Dance… puppets… dance…
in the toxic reverie…
Mario_Maldonado
