Inclination - Epidemic

What a wonderful mess we’ve made
Letting lobbyist play a dangerous game
Regulation thrown to the wayside
So many loved ones left to die
This capitalist nightmare that we call healthcare
Is a sorry excuse
Like a machine producing drug abuse

Let the pushers run rampant
The masses wallowing in discontentment

Situations like these make me fall to my knees
And feel so hopeless like I'm completely voiceless

A plague like no other
Declared by its very manufacturers

Avert your eyes so you won’t have to see
The countless lives lost to apathy
Bear no witness to those enslaved
Dead flowers rest on unmarked graves

Broken alone
Nowhere to turn nowhere to run
It really seems like nothing can push this off
Course logic and reality have become divorced

Sanctioned by law
The working class pays the cost

A desperate time and place
A country in an epidemic state