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Fuck your fucked directives
god, i want a new invective
custom built to form-fit you
say it to your face
If i get to choose
i'll take something real
the fight to feel
While your next meal is calling
loosely trademarked as the best fucking thing
you've had inside your mouth
all comet-cleaned and scrubbed down
landscaping for a ghost town
While that deficient platform for your head
causing you to mistake yourself for dead and all that you would issue
is capital's incontinence casing you embarassment?
the wet spot on the carpet that you leave
as the reminder that you need
Of all that it did to you
adjusting your reception
a welcome self-correction
make it quick, make it soon
make it something i can do all by myself
'cause there's a brain inside it
there's a brain inside the brain deciding
time to make or break
find me somewhere else
time to make or break
how about it?
I've got no patience
no way stationed
hanging at the nightshop eating shit
Who works for who?
every asshole says
side-saluting emptiness instead
But, if i get to choose
i'll take something real
Who works for who?
who you working for?
who works for who?
who you working for?
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Fuck your fucked directives god, i want a new invective custom built to form-fit you say it to your face If i get to choose i'll take something real the fight to feel While your next meal is calling loosely trademarked as the best fucking thing you've had inside your mouth all comet-cleaned and scrubbed down landscaping for a ghost town While that deficient platform for your head causing you to mistake yourself for dead and all that you would issue is capital's incontinence casing you embarassment? the wet spot on the carpet that you leave as the reminder that you need Of all that it did to you adjusting your reception a welcome self-correction make it quick, make it soon make it something i can do all by myself 'cause there's a brain inside it there's a brain inside the brain deciding time to make or break find me somewhere else time to make or break how about it? I've got no patience no way stationed hanging at the nightshop eating shit Who works for who? every asshole says side-saluting emptiness instead But, if i get to choose i'll take something real Who works for who? who you working for? who works for who? who you working for?
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