Friday, February 13, 2015

Brain-dead

There is an itch in my subconscious
It's distracting I'll be honest
Time to hire an accomplice
I'm not the only one to feel this
Millions of brain cells they wont miss
Take the pills dope right to my brain
I wont notice slowly being insane
Put up the mask and believe the lie
Chemicals don't care if you live or die
Deflate every sense of self
Put the feelings neatly on the shelf
Daytime nightmares and faded dreams
when society is exactly as it seems

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