A sneaking suspicion of pompous protrution
A glimmering splint of carnivorous contempt
We bleed here for the city that eats us alive
kids with lost souls and fashion beneath which they hide
A souless confusion
puppet masters beyond this illusion
The tables have turned and the kids turn back.
Relying on pineal secretions or atleast drug induced apartheid to set them back on track
A concrete master ruled by rubber slaves so much evidence and yet so little dismay
**** the clock before it clocks you out
Your empty shallow lives only reflecting the smell of sweat your bodies do not wish to confide
Alone in a plastic prison without a scent of discontent for the blood that stagnates inside
Jan 2, 2013
Jan 2, 2013 at 3:05 PM UTC
A sneaking suspicion of pompous protrution
A glimmering splint of carnivorous contempt
We bleed here for the city that eats us alive
kids with lost souls and fashion beneath which they hide
A souless confusion
puppet masters beyond this illusion
The tables have turned and the kids turn back.
Relying on pineal secretions or atleast drug induced apartheid to set them back on track
A concrete master ruled by rubber slaves so much evidence and yet so little dismay
**** the clock before it clocks you out
Your empty shallow lives only reflecting the smell of sweat your bodies do not wish to confide
Alone in a plastic prison without a scent of discontent for the blood that stagnates inside