Arms soaked in bleach
Another lost soldier at the beach
Is wasting away, to decay, and decry the war
We're fighting against time,
And the march of progress flies
In the face of every word they've ever said
We all just want to survive, maybe get a little high,
Invest in a family, a home, and clear mind
But the pigs break our shins,
To watch us crawl
The CEO breaks our backs,
For a few more fat stacks
And our mental health comes tumbling after

I haven't been entirely honest
But who has?

I haven't been all that forthcoming
My bad, my bad

You might say I've misled you
That's your right

But everything I've done,
I've done for me,
So *******.

Are we drunk enough to **** yet?
Come on everybody, place your bet
We're racing our anxieties
But never finding the finish line
**** me, oh won't you please?
Thrill me, become mine
Thine will to be done
Til' summer has come
And away we go with abandon

I'm a beast, still incomplete
Virile yet meek, chubby not sleek
Greet none that I meet, to a lair retreat
To attempt some new feat, and die to the heat
Drive through each defeat, til' I flourish replete
And find what the **** I'm after

She screams and claws my face
I bleed, the skin replaced
God grant this daily race
But keep the bread from the poor
Those wretches we adore
Only when they're breaking backs
Don't break our cheques
Nor relent til' death
Or our goddess will be forced to rent
My peasant flesh again

And when I dream
Will I still dream of you?
And those evil things you do
Hips sway side to side
Open up to the inside
And slide into my mind
Or maybe just your thighs

And will you still be mine?
As he rips apart your sighs
It's not the world I devised
That has kept me from your side
Now let's go get ******* high
And try to just survive
With this empty hole in mind

Kick off with a bang
*******, I'm insane
Starfucker taking aim
And I'm the one they blame

We all bleed out the same
We're all in ******* pain
The world serves to inflame
While forgetting your last name

Death is on your breath
Or maybe it's the ****
Your throat left to constrict
And it's so derelict

What do we have left?
Why aren't we so blessed?
This cardiac arrest,
Leaves the immunosuppressed
And all the dispossessed
Left with their unrest
And actions of protest
Sure seem like they suggest
Why we're so ******* depressed
And bend over to ******
The maiden's undressed war chest