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Stupid Society
Vitality is repulsive
Leveled to its foundations its compulsive
When emotions control people’s lives
When anger becomes murder
And depression becomes suicide
Were all sick in the head
Showers of blood baths, razorblades, and meth
Seldom just to please our self’s
Were all wrecks
Freaks, and normal doesn’t exsist
we are to mesmerized to see how emotions burry them self’s inside
And burn away every piece and strand of life
Making us all want to become numb
Our minds aren’t strong enough to handle pain
So we contemplate if we should, or shouldn’t be alive
You have to be careful, the way you play your cards
One false step
And your life is scard
Our government manipulates us pretending there the roots of all
When hiding the sheer malignity
Society can’t help but fall
When people start crashing down
Malice will corrupt and eventually rule every ground
But it’s ok if we die that way
Because in every step in all
We will be with “god” someday
Emotions are the reason we make up, shit in our minds
Saying. “My religion is real so I won’t be left behind”
And we believe it because it’s the works of the mind
when fact or fake becomes a forum of “stability”
not knowing what life’s about
but stating we know the way out
from the insanity
there’s no place to hide
emotions that captivate
and break your heart inside
no place to breath and no place to run
although we are all separate, were actually all one
through all the snide
and no place to hide
comes the impulsive and feed-full thoughts of suicide
Leveled to its foundations its compulsive
When emotions control people’s lives
When anger becomes murder
And depression becomes suicide
Were all sick in the head
Showers of blood baths, razorblades, and meth
Seldom just to please our self’s
Were all wrecks
Freaks, and normal doesn’t exsist
we are to mesmerized to see how emotions burry them self’s inside
And burn away every piece and strand of life
Making us all want to become numb
Our minds aren’t strong enough to handle pain
So we contemplate if we should, or shouldn’t be alive
You have to be careful, the way you play your cards
One false step
And your life is scard
Our government manipulates us pretending there the roots of all
When hiding the sheer malignity
Society can’t help but fall
When people start crashing down
Malice will corrupt and eventually rule every ground
But it’s ok if we die that way
Because in every step in all
We will be with “god” someday
Emotions are the reason we make up, shit in our minds
Saying. “My religion is real so I won’t be left behind”
And we believe it because it’s the works of the mind
when fact or fake becomes a forum of “stability”
not knowing what life’s about
but stating we know the way out
from the insanity
there’s no place to hide
emotions that captivate
and break your heart inside
no place to breath and no place to run
although we are all separate, were actually all one
through all the snide
and no place to hide
comes the impulsive and feed-full thoughts of suicide
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