lunes, 9 de enero de 2012

Our Race Has Schizophrenia


Our race has schizophrenia,
I feel it in my gut.
That's why we cannot feel enough,
that's why we if and but.

That's why we have reservations,
that's the reason we hold back.
We cannot feel sensations,
like we're loaded up on smack.




This is my only message,
this is all I have to say.
This form is one BIG wreckage,
it aint worth the time of day.


Its is not that obvious,
we think we're the dogs balls,
but at the same time we're oblivious,
to the fuck up in us all.

We go along to parties,
 in order to have fun,
whilest I like being arsy,
and dissing everyone.

'Coz the party is eternal,
the party's in the trees,
but the human race is a terminal,
egotists disease.

The same people at these parties,
are doing 9-5's,
working their fat arse off,
 just to stay 'alive'.

We're blind-folded by each other,
unless it's for a buck.
We can't manage a deep lover,
so we settle for a f**k.

We spend our whole life frightened,
that no-one will give us love.
So far from enlightened,
more enlightened are the bugs.

We think that we are healthy,
if we struggle out of bed,
just in order to get wealthy,
and remain inside our heads.

We spend our dosh on poisons,
to annaciate the pain.
Then one day, so long,
we've returned to grace again.

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