Looking Out for Nr. 1

In order not to be hurt, we hurt
In order not to be killed, we kill
As we hope the others won't, we will
Any traces left behind, we cover in dirt

In the end we're all just sociopaths, looking out for Number One, and we feel it's hard to do our maths
Since we don't know what we have done

In order not to be taken, we take
In order not to be fucked, we fuck
In order not be sucked dry, we suck
In order not to be broken, we break

Is it all just self-preservation, or just selfish determination?
Is it all just utter confusion, or just mindless auto solution?



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Writer(s): Roelof Oldenburger
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