This comes as no surprise, We're emptying our supplies We're only thinking about the Size of the pile of shit to buy Over and over we take what we want To take even if the bond with nature will break And when I lay me down to sleep I wonder why I'm feeling fucking incomplete I must try to be the guy that defeats all the lies Wiser than the ones that I despise So listen now We're living in this world and we're killing it It's so absurd, and for dollar bills We keep on drilling it, until we're mentally ill A big burial site, no light in this endless night Please let me rewrite the story to get it right
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