Moshington Monument

Who the fuck are you out to impress?
You're blind to the fact
You're like everyone else
Go ahead
Casting your judgment
I see right through your shit
What a fake, fucked world you live in

When the grid loses power
Who the fuck will you be?
You'll find yourself, alone
Searching for truth
And the truth is fuck you

Too many times to count
I have seen you hypocrites
It's a god damn social club
It's exclusive and i'm sick of it
All i see is shit
It's a god damn shame
I was hoping that you'd feel it
When i yelled we're all the same

But we're not the same
I'm not like you
You're a fucking disease
On your knees
Eat shit

Next time post a picture of you slitting your wrist

When you realize you're nothing
I hope you kill yourself, bitch

When the grid loses power
Who the fuck with you be?
You will be swinging above the floor
Staring at your feet

There's no love here
There's only misery
There's no love here
There's only misery

No love
There's only misery



Credits
Writer(s): Norman Ragan Iii
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