Drift sleep die awaken,
believe intriged debated foresaken,
The definitions have no point,
numbed down to the joints.
Slow your nervous systym down,
king of nothing,pawned his crown,
give in to your primal needs,
pollute your mind and soul with speed.
Loving killing resting paternity,
guilt hate resolution eternity,
the stories are all the same,
in the end we are all to blame.
So point your finger at yourself,
give the poor all your wealth,
blame ashamed resentment guilt,
the way that it was has been rebuilt.
Peace love sex and war,
stoners gangsters vrgins and whores,
march with the saints and march with the sinners
dance with the losers and dance with the winners.
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