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The jury's out to lunch
and soaking up the sun
While they deliberate a cause
They're aware of effect
and the potential you neglect
Caught up in the thrills you love.
You can catch your flight or face
Every surface you defaced
like a fuckin vandal
Or you can live your life benign
Waiting for malignancy to strike.
Either way you fear it,
the uncertainty of words.
Cuz I laugh 'til I can't laugh no more
Til my sides split and my next words are hoarse.
I'm overboard.
Like a candle in the wind
This circumstance is grim
if you think you can change it.
Life dictates what we are
Predicts what's your next bet
and that you'll roll on four.
Either way you fear it,
that voice that will not agree.
Cuz I laugh 'til I don't laugh once more read more »
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The "perfect America" will be like some kind of mix of socialism and democracy.
Really give everyone the chance to be equal,
not just propaganda education and cronyism from the rich.
Sphere.
I have to work for someone else for money;
money makes me and us slaves.
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