The Life of a Cereal Killer
I've been contemplating whether I've been right or wrong
The truth is I feel useless trying to move this life along
I feel selfish for my wellness and feeling helpless to the dying young
Believe me, I'm not greedy, but they're weeping with trying lungs
Think a moment, can you afford it? Give out a quotient, at least a bag of limes
The joke is I can't focus when I'm so pissed at my lack of dimes
And respect for no respect or need to collect more just to brag and wine
Why was I born in the time of fornicating whore men? Send me back in time
Nothing's peachy when we're leaching on the weaklings' fragile minds
Simply listening only to blissed screens; peel the big screen back you'll find
There's just a wall there; in fact, it's all bare. It's such a tall dare to see the truth
Because when you see the consuming is all a fluke, ye would cease the mouth
Don't deny it; you'd want to riot to trump the quiet ignorance
Of we the sheeple; we've dug a deep hole into deceitful insolence
Towards each other under the cover of being brothers 'til the end
How could this happen? Take of your mask and let's take action; kill this trend!
The truth is I feel useless trying to move this life along
I feel selfish for my wellness and feeling helpless to the dying young
Believe me, I'm not greedy, but they're weeping with trying lungs
Think a moment, can you afford it? Give out a quotient, at least a bag of limes
The joke is I can't focus when I'm so pissed at my lack of dimes
And respect for no respect or need to collect more just to brag and wine
Why was I born in the time of fornicating whore men? Send me back in time
Nothing's peachy when we're leaching on the weaklings' fragile minds
Simply listening only to blissed screens; peel the big screen back you'll find
There's just a wall there; in fact, it's all bare. It's such a tall dare to see the truth
Because when you see the consuming is all a fluke, ye would cease the mouth
Don't deny it; you'd want to riot to trump the quiet ignorance
Of we the sheeple; we've dug a deep hole into deceitful insolence
Towards each other under the cover of being brothers 'til the end
How could this happen? Take of your mask and let's take action; kill this trend!
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Writer(s): Brandon Tinder
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