The song,the tune,the mellow moods of whiskey blues
Pale moon in the midnight sky with hapless thoughts
Lost youth in doped hope
Swinging maturity early deaths
Welcome to the new age
Where love get sold under the piles of money
Here masks are known behind the unknown faces
The time where feelings are stabbed my distrust and greed
Little girls turn into prostitutes selling their virginity
Deviant riches buy them for free
Caring,sharing,love or promises are alienated words
No one stops,no one stares
At the bench where lonesome couples in a solitary park
Plastic made smiles,pacemaker replaced hearts
C'mon join the run they invited
I stayed aloof,staying calm smiled at the hopeless hunting
Of money,power,success of the new age Netizens...!!!
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