Social lies and trend mobs
Adults having orgies
Of emotional cluster fucks
Media fed babies
Seek relative glamour dreams
In a pursuit of everything
Black holes and their oblivion
In the beginning there were only aspirations
The roof must be missing
In order to fly away with these gull wing doors
Pop bottles, gun shots and pussy
Make a sex tape to be discovered for the movies
Closed circuits and circles is the perfect
Environment for parasites to eat their own
Common practice of team plagiarism
The talent gods want your prayers
Sweat and tears gets success drunk
Original ones OD and lay in their own blood
And the people must settle for mediocre
Who force the funny, but truly are the
Joke and the jokers in proper attire
Looking like a 2016 disco sally
All flat and sagging
Like a nasal drip, the status got'em
Just need a hit and everything will be okay
The song called FAME wasn't a HAPPY one
It was a recipe for burger meat
But they gonna tell you its kobi beef
That's how you feed mutton to a sheep
Efforts only reap sand and it pours out
Your hand into the mainstream
Sold soul show life; say it three times
23.11.15
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