and eventually,
mayan ruins.
our fragile infrastructure is steadily collapsing whilst i am ****** and lacking
a sense of urgency to get my lanky *** up off this coach seat
cause ya know,
life is a ******* track meet
and they say slow and steady wins the race but the dmt chemicals eternally lodged deep within the crevices of my brain always keep me at a really slow pace
but on the other hand,
i could just be a basket case
but let's stay relevant.
with that being said,
is life actually as precious as it seems?
cause as far as i can see it's simply a regenerating cycle that repeats itself like dvds
but we believe
that just because we **** in toilets and wipe ourselves with some very unfortunate trees
that our meaning is more significant than the ants under our feet
and we are treating animals like meat
not even taking the time to think that
hey,
maybe these creatures like to ******* breathe,
have a family and kids to feed
pay the taxes on their mortgage lease
which they made from a pile of leaves
and before these poor souls can blink
they're on a plate smothered in american cheese
and im not saying that we should eradicate the consumption of all meat
its just that we should really ******* appreciate what we eat
because in reality
we are the cancer and earth cannot afford chemo
****
steal
destroy
we are murders, self genocide
and word to charles darwin but these opposable thumbs have accomplished nothing but evil
throwback to when i was seventeen
and had my first taste of lsd
i walked outside,
conversed with some trees
and i still shiver when i think of the utter despair i heard in their leaves
their children cant even breathe
carbon monoxide poisoning their roots and their seeds
car exhaust as far as the eye can see
and you better believe that the future of the ozone is looking mighty bleak
but the shameful hypocrisy hidden beneath this uh "go green" speech
is that ive littered at least a thousand cigarettes from here to ***** sixth street
and mother earth isnt very forgiving
i no longer want to be among the living
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
and eventually,
mayan ruins.
our fragile infrastructure is steadily collapsing whilst i am ****** and lacking
a sense of urgency to get my lanky *** up off this coach seat
cause ya know,
life is a ******* track meet
and they say slow and steady wins the race but the dmt chemicals eternally lodged deep within the crevices of my brain always keep me at a really slow pace
but on the other hand,
i could just be a basket case
but let's stay relevant.
with that being said,
is life actually as precious as it seems?
cause as far as i can see it's simply a regenerating cycle that repeats itself like dvds
but we believe
that just because we **** in toilets and wipe ourselves with some very unfortunate trees
that our meaning is more significant than the ants under our feet
and we are treating animals like meat
not even taking the time to think that
hey,
maybe these creatures like to ******* breathe,
have a family and kids to feed
pay the taxes on their mortgage lease
which they made from a pile of leaves
and before these poor souls can blink
they're on a plate smothered in american cheese
and im not saying that we should eradicate the consumption of all meat
its just that we should really ******* appreciate what we eat
because in reality
we are the cancer and earth cannot afford chemo
****
steal
destroy
we are murders, self genocide
and word to charles darwin but these opposable thumbs have accomplished nothing but evil
throwback to when i was seventeen
and had my first taste of lsd
i walked outside,
conversed with some trees
and i still shiver when i think of the utter despair i heard in their leaves
their children cant even breathe
carbon monoxide poisoning their roots and their seeds
car exhaust as far as the eye can see
and you better believe that the future of the ozone is looking mighty bleak
but the shameful hypocrisy hidden beneath this uh "go green" speech
is that ive littered at least a thousand cigarettes from here to ***** sixth street
and mother earth isnt very forgiving
i no longer want to be among the living
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