Invoices received. Aristocratic atrocities of hypocrisy Thier voices mock & decieve Place thier stock in your creed Cash your check and then leave No wonder you don't believe! Through this; What has been achieved? Wheres your heart? On your sleeve?! If life is pain, whats it mean to relieve?! "HERE! just take (2) aleve, And when it's over you'll see What I need you to be." -thee enemy
You might notice the same line "aristocratic atrocities of hypocrisy" from "sell block see" its because I stole it from this in order to better articulate the music of poetry... in doing so, the meaning was opaque and cloudy, but the music and flow were nice. (Needs work)