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I’ve had enough of myself
I’ve had enough of my stuff
I’m disillusioned with the “personal” shtick
I’ve had enough of the web
I’m getting off of this thread
and please god edit your new baby pics (fuck off!!)
I’ve had enough of the apps
not interested in the stats
don’t wanna start a fucking business here, slick.
let’s give away all our shit
and go elope in the woods
and in the end get fucking crippled by ticks!
comfortably bewildered at your cognitive nerve end
maintain your willful ignorance, winking indifference
march out the half-baked militants, frothing sectarian
suck up to faceless hegemon, trickle down avarice
in thrall to phantom dad
circle back with the Chads
then hunker down with the haves
keep calm, and live in the blank
mute en route to the bank
fun and games till there’s a boot on your neck.
desperate to get laid
desperate to get likes
disembodied in a virtual maze
(but) it pairs well with the fish
+ it looks good with your bag
*but still may take up to 14 business days.
comfortably bewildered at your cognitive nerve end
maintain your willful ignorance, winking indifference
march out the half-baked militants, frothing sectarian
suck up to faceless hegemon, trickle down avarice
dine out with chirpy nihilists = mandatory happiness
another bohemian parasite/ “complicated artist”
not again!
get out of my mind!
meat is murder
you don't own ME.
comfortably bewildered at your cognitive nerve end
suck up to faceless hegemon, trickle down avarice
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get born at the end of world
gun to temple is “humane”
amoral, with a heart of gold
don’t forget that you’re an animal
dead ends justify the memes
it didn’t happen, if you didn’t see it.
is it a boy
is it a girl
is it a thing
is it a cat
is it a car
is it Brazil
is it all sleight
of
hand ?
you’re death eating, yet you look away
you’ve got an alibi for everything
they overcooked it, so you sent it back
I like your parents more than you, I think.
beneath the smile, I’m rather desperate
the list gets longer, everything I hate
closer to ogre than I’d like to be
yet I still rock the bells, and take the cake!
monkey eat it,
monkey eye it,
monkey buy it.
pet the wookie,
get a cookie.
‘fess up or they’ll come and take you away.
..not a doctor,
not my problem!
eyes up, outside!
put your phone away!
hands in plain sight!
put your dick away!
you’re death eating, yet you look away
you’ve got an alibi for everything
they overcooked it, so you sent it back
I like your parents more than you, I think.
beneath the smile, I’m rather desperate
I left the diamonds in my other cape
closer to ogre than I’d like to be.
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first they’re gonna eat ya up
then they’re gonna shit ya out
then they’re gonna run amok
then they’re gonna scream and shout
(so let’s) rock it like a call to arms
wear it like a hell toupée
sing it like a car alarm
sell it like a latter day!
maybe so,
but maybe not.
ya only own it mid disaster, cuz ya hafta, pre catastrophe!
take a lap around the yard
spend the summer on the couch
marathon the Amazon
cozy underneath the rug
everything is going to hell!
+ everything is going to plan
cuz everybody’s got a price,
when everybody feeds the man.
(so let’s) monkeywrench a barbecue
complicate a Super Bowl
everybody home, from school
+ let the women run the show!
maybe so,
but maybe not.
ya only own it mid disaster, when ya hafta, pre catastrophe!
let it go,
or make it stop.
ya only own it when it’s
close enough to home to foil your apathy!
que sera,
sera, sera.
suffocation cuz the air is more important than philosophy,
close enough to home to foil your apathy!
hot enough to burn ya, got the third degree,
disaster, when ya hafta, pre catastrophe!
rock it like a call to arms,
we’re never gonna go away!
sing it like a car alarm!
yeah!
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sleep
breathe into the abyss
rise
awake at the foot of my lord,
all is bliss
first lust,
then discontent.
thirst,
desire,
sloth
and cowardice.
doubt,
stupor,
fame or infamy.
I choose death in battle, before defeat.
dance
alive at the foot of my lord,
all is bliss
ride
we learn to climb the sky,
deathless.
let go of material dream
time to put away the childish things
know, things are never what they seem.
rise
alive at the foot of my lord,
all is bliss
fight!
we’ll live to fight the tide,
pour out a lesson
into my dreams
B
G
D
A
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don’t know what to do
or where to start
forget philosophy
+ meet your beating heart
in time
you’ll learn to pick
the morning, over night
and if you’re lucky,
you’ll learn to laugh
stay young
get old
and die.
rewild, child.
ok, you’re skeptical
and bitter in your mind
it’s nothing short of a miracle
to even be alive
it’s high time that you walked the path,
and joined the fight
it’s way past 11th hour
and it’s do or die!
so be a light unto yourself,
cuz there aint’ no god above!
be) a deserter in the war on life,
+ be a medic in the war on love!
rewild, child!
EARTH!
FIRST!
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