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oobze posted this
different breed
do you remember passion?
it’s burried beneath a concrete world.
have you forgotten compassion?
are you in the middle of an ugly war
between yourself and a giant machine?
are you so tired you can’t even dream anymore?
fuck this city, and fuck this filthy air.
let’s build a-frames in the woods
and just live there. we’ll all eat berries
and build fires every night and forget
this mistake we call modern life.
i believe in something, but i don’t know
what it is. it’s either the future,br> or the end. it’s every reason that
i do or don’t get out of bed.
we live in the unhappy shadows of
skyscrapers freight trains and malls to a
soundtrack of nuclear warheads and bombs.
addicted to power, addicted to authority,
money, and success … so far gone, without
our addictions, do we even know
how to live?
the sun is shining through distance,
bitter clouds that make me choke and cough
and scream. sitting here along watching
acid raindrops fall, this is not the
life i want to lead.
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it’s burried beneath a concrete world.
have you forgotten compassion?
are you in the middle of an ugly war
between yourself and a giant machine?
are you so tired you can’t even dream anymore?
fuck this city, and fuck this filthy air.
let’s build a-frames in the woods
and just live there. we’ll all eat berries
and build fires every night and forget
this mistake we call modern life.
i believe in something, but i don’t know
what it is. it’s either the future,br> or the end. it’s every reason that
i do or don’t get out of bed.
we live in the unhappy shadows of
skyscrapers freight trains and malls to a
soundtrack of nuclear warheads and bombs.
addicted to power, addicted to authority,
money, and success … so far gone, without
our addictions, do we even know
how to live?
the sun is shining through distance,
bitter clouds that make me choke and cough
and scream. sitting here along watching
acid raindrops fall, this is not the
life i want to lead.
