Caged in orange cylinders
Mold to an upstanding workhorse
Mundane status quo
Police our lives
I want to f*ck the system
And all it's ideology
Slit my throat as I climax
And cum blood
For the money shot
Shut up
Eat Sugar
Watch TV
Tax my casket
You necrophile
Lube me up with
Discount offers
Gun shaped dildo
F*cking the only people that matter to me
Swallow the pills to kill
Personality is the disorder
Easier to manage a chained and drained predator
Accepting of a hazy life on the donkey wheel
Taunting the paycheck to paycheck
Flashing extravagance
Nobody get it
Understands me
My existential crisis
Is met with cocked heads
That's just the way it is
They tell me
Like chimps who don't know
Why they beat the shit
Out of the one that tries to evolve
By now
We've failed
We use tools
To self destruct
We feel
Nothing
Unless we air
All our dirty laundry
Lest we air our dirty laundry