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Society has no regret Stretches us out like human tack Twists the gears to move the rack To keep us tight and highly strung Much easier to hold the notes The ones that get stuffed down our throats The ones that we think that we sing ourselves Society has no regret A child playing with marionettes Then torches them when play is done To watch the flames eat up and take We entertain, to be its friend But seeking value in an early end Its wish we die before become a burden Society has no regret Tears out gold teeth for circuit boards Greases gears with chewed up hoards Then renders down their fats for soaps Society has no regret Keep us numb on drugs and hope Steady pulse of dopamine Notice nothing cut or gleamed Society has no regret The great machine has got to turn Your body's your country fuel to burn To expend the shell as it sees fit Society has no regret The ash spread out makes fertile fields Let the future make the past its meal
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Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 5:35 AM UTC
Society has no regret
Society has no regret Stretches us out like human tack Twists the gears to move the rack To keep us tight and highly strung Much easier to hold the notes The ones that get stuffed down our throats The ones that we think that we sing ourselves Society has no regret A child playing with marionettes Then torches them when play is done To watch the flames eat up and take We entertain, to be its friend But seeking value in an early end Its wish we die before become a burden Society has no regret Tears out gold teeth for circuit boards Greases gears with chewed up hoards Then renders down their fats for soaps Society has no regret Keep us numb on drugs and hope Steady pulse of dopamine Notice nothing cut or gleamed Society has no regret The great machine has got to turn Your body's your country fuel to burn To expend the shell as it sees fit Society has no regret The ash spread out makes fertile fields Let the future make the past its meal
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27/M/England
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 5:35 AM UTC
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