How To Build Lyrics & Chords By Twelve Hour Turn

I find people sick
Nowadays are unaware of what we are un/able to stomach.
Never discover appetites altered genetic.
Media garnish so photogenic;
This can't be nutritious.

Lately i know people to be sick.
Because discovery of sustenance substitutes does not create a panic.
Disguised as a progression only a science knows,
The sick do not care:
Where their money goes;
Into what hands their faith lands,
Into what insant cure they can purchase.

This mouse trap built facilitates its builder's station.
This mouse trap makes me feel sad
And frames a future hollow.
Knee jerk? tear jerk?
Cold hearts couldn't care less.

This is not taken seriously
This does not hurt me
What hurts me is when you swallow anything i woul dnot.

Sum it up in all one pill.
Because seeds for next harvest have proven to be sterile. sum it up in all one pill.
Somewhere a seed grows we could digest noncancerous.