inner most inner most hunger
a desperate rumble
we stutter than step
somehow manege to get dressed
give it "our best"
but stuck in a bubble.
we're numbers!
names faces places...
nothing for keepsakes
no one wins the sweepstakes
but let them all eat cake
think its great
seeking out
any traces of fake
its the zeal, unreal sex appeal
not my dream not my ideal
to succeed and over achieve
heed
to all the shit we believe
behave? play the game?
its only your self to blame.
what a goddamn shame.
Don't take me serious.
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