Reality Blurred by Sean Manning

I heard a rumor from a man with no name
He said that a secret society's rigging the game.
And every problem that the world’s ever faced
Was carefully crafted and perfectly put into place.

I found it funny.
Completely contrived!
But now the thought has burrowed in the mind of the hive.

What a time to be alive...

Hello and welcome to “Reality Blurred”
Lock, stock, and barrel straight into the absurd
Will we find an exit or will this always be our world?

Fasten your seatbelts! Better buckle the straps!
It’s looking like we’re on the verge of collapse.
While fools and scoundrels all slip through the cracks
To a haven where they can relax
While all the rest of us are fighting over scraps.

I looked around to see a startling sight
A parallel people in search of a villain to fight.
Fueled by a fiction that they’re better apart
Each lie by omission subconsciously taken to heart.

It’s like a gospel.
The cult of a king!
But everything unravels when you pull on the string.

Beware and don’t believe a thing…

Hello and welcome to “Reality Blurred”
Lock, stock, and barrel straight into the absurd
Will we find an exit or will this always be our world?

Fasten your seatbelts! Better buckle the straps!
It’s looking like we’re on the verge of collapse.
While fools and scoundrels all slip through the cracks
To a haven where they can relax
While all the rest of us are fighting over scraps.

You ever get stuck with the feeling that life’s double-dealing?
Right here in the den of the deniers, the land of the liars
If ever a spark is ignited, this house that’s divided will fall…

Hello and welcome to "Reality Blurred".
I got my tickets to the end of the world.
The clock is ticking. The banner’s unfurled.
I got my tickets to the end of the world.

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