Changing Face

Where have we gone and where have we been?
Your perishable conscience doesn't want to recognize me
I am so confused and you are so obsessed--
Obsessed by your friends, yourself, the white clown and your "family."
I am trying to tell you but you are not concerned.
You want more television My money makes you smile
I don't feel like you do. Someone has lifted the wool from my eyes.
I am changing face and you are changing nothing

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