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Before my bloodstream's polluted with manufactured motivation.. Attention called to minute details by the list making apparatus Leaving out open-minded ideals Cleaned up in linear format On a soapbox now Defining my own propaganda Without trying to sell everyone something The things that keep us pacified  The things that the doctor prescribes  To keep the sheep in line The condensed herd Share a lost mind  Conform follows dysfunction Following the leader off the cliff of innocence After we found ourselves thinking about the end again.  The illusion of security. A veil of hazed fog lifts to reveal the ugliness we hide  The aftermath of nights spent beating out hearts into the foreground as Mr. Hyde Behind a plagiarized euphoric state This smiles meant to fake At least until I get what I want... Then I'm tripping over clothes en route to escape The anti-walk of shame.
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Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 1:43 PM UTC
Conform Follows Dysfunction
Before my bloodstream's polluted with manufactured motivation.. Attention called to minute details by the list making apparatus Leaving out open-minded ideals Cleaned up in linear format On a soapbox now Defining my own propaganda Without trying to sell everyone something The things that keep us pacified  The things that the doctor prescribes  To keep the sheep in line The condensed herd Share a lost mind  Conform follows dysfunction Following the leader off the cliff of innocence After we found ourselves thinking about the end again.  The illusion of security. A veil of hazed fog lifts to reveal the ugliness we hide  The aftermath of nights spent beating out hearts into the foreground as Mr. Hyde Behind a plagiarized euphoric state This smiles meant to fake At least until I get what I want... Then I'm tripping over clothes en route to escape The anti-walk of shame.
kenny
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kenny
M/American
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 1:43 PM UTC
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