Our generation is somewhat infertile
Cause its hard to **** amongst ****'n bile

So you don't want to vaccinate
You doubt the lies on your plate
But what of the truth you hate
Of skin turned greyer than slate

Grandfather, grandmother didn't hear a word
"Covids a sham" into a casket they slammed
Ever faster death does gather its all around
It abounds yet gets erased by radiowaves sound

Adults can't behave, to wants remain a slave
Maskless and unashamed not one is saved
Double down in those tasteless ways
Half a million dead dropped like flies

Still a toast is in order as progress is made
One casket at a time feel the change
Jobs open up and now I'm getting paid
Wonder why everyone is so afraid

Mostly we lose dregs who don't know when to fold
Costly now to lose so many empty heads to a "cold"
On hospital beds thinking shoulda woulda coulda
While the doctor thinks "I ****** told ya"

Breath your last, lungs in tatters, whats the matter
Maybe everyone isn't mad as hatters
Scientist in agreement with doctors
Riddle me that conspiracy theorizers  

Well I'm tired of being sad so happily I say goodbye
Let go and go in peace even if it was all a lie
So just sleep, leave your loved ones behind
Paul said it best "live and let die"

everyone at a distance
Dead moths in the lens
Everyone loves to pretend
but thats just a pretense
Lithium lights are our friends
Helium heights chemical highs
everybody lies nobody cries
So get ****** take flight
Go get money every night
keep chasing bright lights
Feel the heat in signs
And be burnt by the times
over ashes they shine
Many are dead by thirtynine
Oh well guess we're doing fine
we made it, we touched it, we died

When?

Tick tock another second gained your life arranged
Clocks abound framed and bound forward marched
Now tense is present where sensation moans
Passion over sense actions set into stone
How many will reach us when thrown
And reach the seed that will be grown

Where.

Once so loud gone quiet, read our lives plot synopsis
Where is pride when you live in edges of solipsis
In a stones shade I am alive treading after sisyphus

Who?

A man or a child
Blessed or left for dead
Am I the words said
Or sins committed
The name cherished
But feels so ashamed

What.

A hypocrite to the bone
Trite words said to no one
A life spent all alone

Why

Being alive these days feels like a crime
Punishment in the smog and crushed limes
Drink till it stops come pay your fines
Then work your way back through the line

Get higher get tools get cash
More fire more fuel more ash

Trace threads on your bed
Face the dead in your head

Gold plated saints lead us over the edge
Black tarmac crumbles on the ledge

Dreamers can stay in their comas
Workers can dream of some commas

Take me back to the homeland
It's all Ive had its become all I am
My land, my pride, and my flag
Nothing to hide except the past
People die so that the soil lasts
My empire will never pass
Eternal taxes from axis to axis
Commit to peace through casual violence
Apple pies, red delicious lies, and amnesia
Saviors and hero's that's the ideal that's the idea
Protectors like crusaders feel zeal with a righteous cry
Drone strikes over the people we choose to die
Money is denied for most of the lives
On empty expect everyone to strive for
Picket fences a couple kids need more than more
Work harder as long as me and friends got ours
I love my country I suffer for its health
I work to death to produce its wealth
Can't even tell I'm proud of hell

Life is a treat from your betters
So step to the letter step with fetters
Mice are good cheddar getters
Up the ladder type in your headers

Office spaces and other empty places
Smiling faces and glassy eyes
Corporate lives where everybody lies
From the top floors how many will fly

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Hell is sent from the past
All body and *** living trash
Tats plaster like a mask
Let loose and shirk the tasks

Beer bottles in the lawn
Full throttle till I'm gone
Burning alive up and down town
Moths after fires we're drawn