I’m getting these one liners, without the link I’m lost
If you start something you must finish it
The link is death and ofcourse it doesn’t make sense, it was never meant to
Rely on knowledge and experience
All I know is I’m a system not even a part of a system
I do my part to maintain, not escape but refrain
From anything unknown or new
You call this life
I call it something else, not death Icall it nothing else
Please don’t involve me in your version of freedom
Teachers, preachers, Lords, Mistresses
Authoritarians
The way they say it makes it sound legit
But what they are saying has little merit
But you will never know that
You will never see that
You’ve got shares in their business
You’ve got vested interest
Always looking for meaning
Afraid to step into the unknown
Intelligent fools
The banks, the facilitators, the family man who wants to go home for Christmas
Slowly eating away his borrowed debt
Wants to look like he’s made it
Faked it, slowly fading
Crawling, never really walked
Stood there, wailing
Craving his mothers titties
Laying, swaying, drawing his fathers manhood
Oops I’m treading on uncharted territory
Praying, singing, lying, talking, hoping I’d never have to see your pathetic story
Since I’ve seen it I hope I won’t see anymore
Keep that for your kids
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