Napalm Death/s.o.b. Split

Adapting to different surroundings,
Changing your views day by day,
Too critical of others
When you too are at fault.
Several sets of opinions
Like colours to camouflage yourself.
Like a fox sly in your man

On the path to individual freedom,
I'm met with countless obstructions.
An external vacuum distorts my observance,
Sucking me to the rat race.
A weakness makes me gullible.
Constantly lured to their traps,
Dismanting my motivation,
Taking my destination to another step back.

Drawing attention to yourself
At anothers expense.
Your puritan stance
Carries a certain pretence.
When an ego is at stake,
There's always a point to make.
Bigotted and self opinionated
There is no give and take.
Obsessed with changing the world,
Not in changing yourself !