Caught in the act you fucking thief. give it
The blind eye of the TV sets
Keeps us anesthetized
Freedom
wipe that smile off your face. this is not
What's that noise, turn it down
You're irritated by the beautiful
I hate the way you live
Taking more than you give
Cannibal
We're
I screamed at this wall
Until my throat was raw
I
Ignore history
A charm school success story
Top of the class
In
I kiss the ground and you embrace the sky.
We're more than just the sum of our parts
Hands off
Instead of "welcome home," you looked at me and asked
Fed a steady diet of tragedy
It's getting hard to look
Enter the plague-bearers throwing stones
The not-in-god's-name swearers picking
you better watch who you call "backwards." who you
It's got nothing to do with luck
And it's got nothing
Lowered expectations met
Once were wolves, now domesticated pets
Hijacked syntax
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