Dumbdown - Therapy?

Hand in

Hand out

Unhappy

Reach out

In debt

In doubt

Go hungry

Sleep out

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

A nation on the verge of a nervous breakdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

A nation on the verge of collapse

Some people

Like you

Hate people

Like me

I don’t belong here

I’m not pure

Your truth is revealed

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

A nation on the verge of a nervous breakdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

A nation on the verge of collapse

Slip, slipping away

Back into the sea

An island race

More divided and bleak

You would send me back

Back to my home

But this is my home

Try pulling me out

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

A nation on the verge of a nervous breakdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

Dumbdown

A nation on the verge of collapse