Paper Thin

Paper thin morals will do me well
Convey whatever I want them to be
Conveyor belt of bloody tissues
Taken from the social workers usage

I rather be anywhere else

Padded walls for the hissy fits
Infant overgrown and making a mess
Umbilical vines allow the fortunate ones
Invest in currencies foreign to your sons



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