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Cater to the Slackers
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Most days I convince myself
that while my brain is full
and having all these habits
has made me dull
I still grind my head
constantly waiting for my hair to grow back
Burning
(strung out)
What's PC
(offensive)
Turn off
(sexy)
My freebies
(feed me)
Because I'm anarchist
Since this is joking right?
Maybe once or twice
Maybe once or twice
I'm an anarchist
Maybe once it twice
Maybe once or twice
Since this is joking right?
Cater to the slackers
Sliding down the ladder
Rubbing off what matters
There's friction in our habits
Blew the wad on god
Took my self seriously
It's takes a kind of loathing
To truly know yourself
It takes a sour taste
To stop this endless mouth
It takes a busy silence
to start to hear the noise
and start to sort it out
and start to make it yours
In all my dreams I ask for one thing
OM
In all my dreams I ask for no thing
OM
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