1998
1998
mundane media
the superficial life
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mundane media
in their eyes the seeds of hatred are sown
embedded into the deepest chasms of their souls
preying on the innocence of ignorance
with defective agendas and malicious goals
their hearts are the centre of all hate
the extension of all emotion
branches extending from its centre
an axis promoting commotion
they cry their sandpaper tears
for the babes in the abortion tree
camouflaging their hatred
deeming it all a mystery
the television is carcinogenic
its witnesses victims of the disease
the cancer has spread throughout the body
proceeding to kill its host with ease
the media is a malign tumor
aiding in the destruction of the brain
the publicists prescribe soma
to take away the pain
with all this controlling of the minds
brainwashing is never considered rape
everything is done for the benefit of society
all can be mended with masking tape
they gourge themselves with superficiality
so nobody sees with scrutinizing eyes
the nature of their catatonic minds
the body lives but the soul dies
THE SUPERFICIAL LIFE
he prescribes the medication
watch another syndication
high on the sensation
who care about amalgamation?
it's not your job on the line
won't you try a sip of wine
sing with me the number nine
everything will be just fine
don't fuck around with me
i'm not the asshole you want me to be
don't fuck around with me
i'm the anti-christ you're afraid to be
won't you hate me some more?
i'm your dirty little whore
i know you, i've me you before
you're the one who likes hardcore
your time will soon expire
no longer my one desire
find another one to inspire
you demise i will conspire
i am what you fear
the apocalypse is near
your eyes decieve, you cannot hear
this is it, the final year
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