I pray for this train,
this car, this plane
To crash and to burn,
to collide with me
Tear this world apart
Not much left to keep
The scavengers even flee
It hurts more to be than to hurt
Fuck
Was anything real?
I am surrounded by carnivore beasts, liars, beggars and fakes
Dress to impress the studio audience
Play your games, dear
Keep your act together
Abuse your powers, your authority
Anything to keep your head above water
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