Alcoholic insanity rules the youth
Music is now on the background
A way to grind their nights away
To get ***** and ***** to define their existence
Love is dead
Love lives in the acid tripped minds
That groove to the beat that some ***** created
An attempt to distort reality
Laying on a ground somewhere, abused
***** by the society's perfection that they crave to achieve
'ACCEPTABILITY' has taken over individuality
Money has taken over minds
Conversations dont exist
A drunken blur hovers around
People are not themselves anymore
They love their pride too much to let go
They love themselves too much to care
Pockets define the soul
Humanity disappeared somewhere
Between the whiskey filled bottles
And ******* filled minds
People are not themselves anymore
They'd rather be someone else
Just to stay relevant!!
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 10:03 AM UTC
Alcoholic insanity rules the youth
Music is now on the background
A way to grind their nights away
To get ***** and ***** to define their existence
Love is dead
Love lives in the acid tripped minds
That groove to the beat that some ***** created
An attempt to distort reality
Laying on a ground somewhere, abused
***** by the society's perfection that they crave to achieve
'ACCEPTABILITY' has taken over individuality
Money has taken over minds
Conversations dont exist
A drunken blur hovers around
People are not themselves anymore
They love their pride too much to let go
They love themselves too much to care
Pockets define the soul
Humanity disappeared somewhere
Between the whiskey filled bottles
And ******* filled minds
People are not themselves anymore
They'd rather be someone else
Just to stay relevant!!
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