do we reject - do we embrace - do we
master, i praise you
i’ve come here to tame
the demands
watching from a distance
the strangeness of their fate
their
i shall ask you for forgiveness
for all the things that
Everytime I see your face it makes me want to
in this age of corn
we burn out
we are
we shall let our songs drown
the rattle of the train
keep us silent
and diverted
drug me, corporate gods
we
i remembered you wrong
i remembered you strong
i have severed all
i shall retrace my steps
to cover up my tracks
to conceal
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