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Life
What is life
We look at stars and waste time making wishes
As men with lines
In salty water
Attempt to fool the fishes
And still they are fooled
Both
We mourn at death and rejoice birth
Without the consequence to mother earth
We jump on a trailer park of bandwagons
And scream obscenities at our own mundane existence
We frequent restaurants
Who serve their shit
Wrapped in gourmet stars
We pay exorbitantly
And complain of taxes
We fill the air with complex waxes
We nuke each other
Without regard
We call one president
A true retard
We send our kids
To fight a war
And mourn their death
When they are no more
We live in castles and lock the door
We never smell the sun no more
We throw our oil
Into the sea
And scream revenge when death we see
We miss the things that make us smile
The walks in parks
The running mile
A work of art
We don’t admire
We forgot to paint
In our own quagmire
We miss the sound
Of an old church bell
God forbid our teachers might go to hell
We lose religion
Forget to pray
Until we need
A god one day.</i>
What is life
We look at stars and waste time making wishes
As men with lines
In salty water
Attempt to fool the fishes
And still they are fooled
Both
We mourn at death and rejoice birth
Without the consequence to mother earth
We jump on a trailer park of bandwagons
And scream obscenities at our own mundane existence
We frequent restaurants
Who serve their shit
Wrapped in gourmet stars
We pay exorbitantly
And complain of taxes
We fill the air with complex waxes
We nuke each other
Without regard
We call one president
A true retard
We send our kids
To fight a war
And mourn their death
When they are no more
We live in castles and lock the door
We never smell the sun no more
We throw our oil
Into the sea
And scream revenge when death we see
We miss the things that make us smile
The walks in parks
The running mile
A work of art
We don’t admire
We forgot to paint
In our own quagmire
We miss the sound
Of an old church bell
God forbid our teachers might go to hell
We lose religion
Forget to pray
Until we need
A god one day.</i>
well...some people say i can write
contrary to popular belief..i rant..not write.
this is not directed at anyone in particular...i just feel weird
or is that wired
i have no idea
contrary to popular belief..i rant..not write.
this is not directed at anyone in particular...i just feel weird
or is that wired
i have no idea
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