Sunday, July 11, 2010

Faded Screams Worth Remembering

I dream mega-schemes evil-themed legacies
creating embassies out of tendency to protect my true identity
designing the future and securing supremacy
the war machine runs on oil energy
the fucking TV is the master entity
Its words are like bread to me eating at me mentally
The fucking TV, look what it did to me 
got me addicted to a life of misery
The fucking TV, is God to the kid in me
robbed of my decency and stripped of my dignity
The fucking TV, brainwashed me instantly

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