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Another rant... |
| As my eyes roll back into your head And my lungs release your last breath Regret, regret Forgotten opinions, false chosen words Only the chosen can walk on this earth Under my breath I utter a sound "Do I represent this shit-hole, A place in which I wish I was not found" Or is there hope for me yet??? Forget it! We are the children Of the Nothing Generation Hung out to dry by misinterpretation Born to breed,to sleep, to feed Forgotten, out of context... Burn, burn, burn... Smell the smoke, feel the flame Burn, burn, burn... Rebuild then burn it down again. My eyes weep tears of sorrow, Of regret, of burning desire, For it was I that Set your home on FIRE! And watched it burn BURN BURN Live and let live, Whilst receiving this gift. Justify the hours wasted in the laundry, in the basement And returning in a state that could only be described as wasted... We cannot change our current position Society can choke on their fucking misinterpretations! Born to breed,to sleep, to feed Forgotten, out of context... |