Is this freedom?

SLAVES OF THE SOCIETY

We are slaves of the society
Speeches full of banalities
We squander our ability
Integrity, complicity
We are slaves of the society
Ready to sell our soul
At the cost of a ball
Our men with call girls
Our mothers all alone
We are slaves of the society
Trading feelings for fame
Thinking it’s not a shame
Not bearing our blame
Thinking it’s the same
We are slaves of the society
Ignorance as culture
Fashion as self-expression
Murders as wins
Politics as ambition
We are slaves of the society
We count sins as money
Show friends our trophies
They are only vanity and honey
We are graduate monkeys
We are slaves of the society
Expensive cars but cheap feelings
Unpicking, sewing, destroying, sewing
We pretend to be unfailing
But we are so unfeeling
We are slaves of the society
We lie cause it’s fashionable
Carve our illusion table
We think we are charitable
But it’s so debatable
We are slaves of the society
Right people in the prisons
And we alter the sun and the seasons
We kill our relatives
Cause it’s not so negative
We are slaves of the society
Drug addicts on the streets
And we own villas and ships
All we need is a big shift
Not fighting with swords and shields
We are slaves of the society
It sucks our energy
We gotta claim against it
This system freeze our love
It’s not freedom
It’s a mistake