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My ever waking contempt
for our sick way of life
steals from me any last hope
for us as a species
To survive ourselves
I watch us breed,
I watch us drown in our oily
Seas of greed
forever lost...
A time before the machine
manufactured ideals pushed onus all day a
Few shall dictate as we fall
Disillusioned I tear away
all the bull*******t fed to me every day
Choking As I'm smothered
in the media Swarms of pressured thoughts
distorted truths are your words for me
Manufactured ideals pushed On us all
a few shall decide as we all fall
disillusioned I tear away
All the bull*******t fed to me Everyday
our world stands on its last withering legs
and I struggle to
Find a reason to care
For your pained screams are echoed in the laughter of those
who seal Our fate...
they seal our fate
My ever waking contempt for our sick way of life steals
from me any Last hope for...
Survival of us
As a species lost
I watch us dig our grave
our own ******* grave
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