Dying on your pedestal, alone, aside from the rest of the world. a pedestal
They built for you. your intentions remained intentions...
Your art is a product of mass consumption benefiting some through the sale of
Plastic. manufacturing a sound they can dance to.
The illusion of a rebellion and you play along. for the record you're
Useless. for the record insignificant. for the record you're futile.
For the record you think you're special you're not. you're nothing but a
Commodity. nothing. you think you wrote a page of history it's false.
Your actions are based on selfishness. for the record you're useless. for the
Record you're insignificant. for the record, you're futile. for the
Record you think you're special you're not. there is a thousand just like
You out there dying on your pedestal, alone, aside from the rest of the world.
A pedestal they built for you. your intentions remained intentions and nothing
Else. nothing.
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