We're too smug to hide in order to pave along the sentiments.
We breed the silence so we may just stick out on what we've lost.
We (I)'ve gnawed (my)ourselves to pieces that we've distilled our taste,
we might as well get all lost.
I know we don't belong in this soil (as the human race).
Oh, the moral intentions that bubble our thoughts inside out.
Now, we're the only ones, where a mountain of telephones
start to seed out on what's left (of us).
I (we) know that we still have broken our gist to mend together as a whole.
We're dying on the street like a scene of the stage.
(We were told that) we're only part of the stage in life,
So much we'd resort to another fake company.
We don't need another disclosure.
We don't need another denial of existence.
We don't need another suffering and martyrdom.
We just need to feel all and free it all.
Rant: Oh, how cute! Deadpan dolls, both boys and girls, turning blind eye to everything rotting around them. A group of nice, porcelain looking dolls with strong smell of dishonesty and callousness. A beautiful landspace of neglected incoming apocalypse. No utmost care to fix this broken circuitry. How fucking great that is that the elite society is throwing the entire population under the bus for nothing but the suffering they have caused us? If making the world suffer suits well for you, sure. Fine. Come on, you can do it. But do NOT be telling us you're doing it for "honesty", cause it will not END well for you one day.
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