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The people need a villain. Someone to hate, the loathe, to look up to. A captain hook, a long john silver, a BlackBeard. The people need a villain. To justify their own strange existence. Sitting at their cash registers, in their grocery stores, wondering if they're doing the right things. They see the news about the school shootings and feel better because no one wants to shoot them. An Eric Harris, A Dylan Klebold, A Jeffrey Weise The people need a villain. Someone to tell them stuff they don't believe. To rally them, **** them, and **** them, Cause they haven't the nerve to do it themselves. A Bush, A Cheney, An Obama. The people need a villain. Someone to love, to idolize, to fear. God forbid we take our own chances, and maybe come out a villain, when all we ever looked for was truth. A Thompson, A Bukowski, A Kerouac.
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Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 11:19 PM UTC
All My Heroes Are Dead
The people need a villain. Someone to hate, the loathe, to look up to. A captain hook, a long john silver, a BlackBeard. The people need a villain. To justify their own strange existence. Sitting at their cash registers, in their grocery stores, wondering if they're doing the right things. They see the news about the school shootings and feel better because no one wants to shoot them. An Eric Harris, A Dylan Klebold, A Jeffrey Weise The people need a villain. Someone to tell them stuff they don't believe. To rally them, **** them, and **** them, Cause they haven't the nerve to do it themselves. A Bush, A Cheney, An Obama. The people need a villain. Someone to love, to idolize, to fear. God forbid we take our own chances, and maybe come out a villain, when all we ever looked for was truth. A Thompson, A Bukowski, A Kerouac.
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Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 11:19 PM UTC
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