July 15, 2014

Nothing You

It's all a delusion
An illusion
Contructed straight from the ashes of the grave
An attraction 
Tailored to reaction
You realize paper was all you ever saved

Corporate Dollars
Prostitute Daughters
Cell phone, tv, iPod, Siri
Super Bowl, Radio
Demon hero's halftime show
Sell your soul, they'll never know
It might just make you famous though

Eyes glued to the tube 
Eating fake food
Screw the truth
Nothing new
Nothing true
Nothing you

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