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I am tired of the Americans chasing their opaque neon dream I am tired of well tailored speeches justifying wars I am tired of the dusty remnants of a roman lie striking fear into the hearts of many and an absent god forcing his framework on an apathetic world and I am tired I am tired of constipated museums and the few dictating the sonic landscape of the many I am tired of horse meat scandals and frenzies over crashed planes and I am tired I am tired of globalisation being an auction for the lowest human rights rather than being wasabi peas at Tescos And sleep is the cowardly death of the feelies and TVs of the world
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
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I am tired of the Americans chasing their opaque neon dream I am tired of well tailored speeches justifying wars I am tired of the dusty remnants of a roman lie striking fear into the hearts of many and an absent god forcing his framework on an apathetic world and I am tired I am tired of constipated museums and the few dictating the sonic landscape of the many I am tired of horse meat scandals and frenzies over crashed planes and I am tired I am tired of globalisation being an auction for the lowest human rights rather than being wasabi peas at Tescos And sleep is the cowardly death of the feelies and TVs of the world
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Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
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