Jag One - Bygone

Developers construct their senseless squares
One window, one door, one street to flood with cars
A false modernity, a cheated progression
So we suffocate in the sprawl

Fumbling with our hands
Paving over open lands
Drive a thousand miles to work

When did this become the normality
Where the working class is a casualty?
Oriented strands of wood support your feet
Pray to Levitt, your new divinity
Get on your knees and guarantee the grace
Of a sad, somber, solitary space

Repetition's good for the brain
That's why every house is the same
Indifference to a stagnant pace
It'll all amount to nothing!

Written by:
Chris Zoeller

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