It's never going to change.
It's piled so high
Layers on layers
Strata of disorder
and chaos.
A mess of priorities.
Masses scrambling their way up a staircase
--They never seem to see it shift into a slide--
Entropy expanding
exponentially:
Take a look at the demographics
and the statistics.
Swallow your optimism. Scoff at brighter days.
Wouldn't it be better if it all just . . .
Ended?
Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 11:40 PM UTC
It's never going to change.
It's piled so high
Layers on layers
Strata of disorder
and chaos.
A mess of priorities.
Masses scrambling their way up a staircase
--They never seem to see it shift into a slide--
Entropy expanding
exponentially:
Take a look at the demographics
and the statistics.
Swallow your optimism. Scoff at brighter days.
Wouldn't it be better if it all just . . .
Ended?
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