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    THE STATE OF?

    What a bullshit state
    Liars at every gate
    Seems we’ll all capitulate
    Con men, cor-por-ate

    We’re running out of hope
    Mothers with babes in arms can’t cope
    Snakes and charmers selling dope
    Beat with a chain or hang with a rope

    Wild winds pushing fires
    Salesmen selling buyers
    The lost on stapled flyers
    Driving hard with four flat tires

    Life is like chasing a tornado
    Minds turned into mixed up play-doh
    I’ll follow where ever they go
    We’ll all jump off the bridge if you say so

    Black board writers with chalk
    I can’t think as fast as they talk
    I can’t run as fast as they walk
    Weak can’t hide while the powerful stalk

    Snow falls flake by flake
    The avalanche coming isn’t fake
    This much overhead we can’t take
    Weight of the world made my back break

    Drops of water called rain
    Splash against my fatty brain
    Accumulate to flood the plain
    You’ll find me drowning in my house of pain

    I might not be the smartest
    But I’ve always tried my hardest
    To be put on the save list
    Remember I am a starving artist


    RDS
    THE SECOND




  • #2
    I love it *insert smile here*

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