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Rick Swartzentrover
© 07-10-1999 |
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We are all psychotic episodes waiting to happen
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Mindless zombies swimming in the world’s waste
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Life has no meaning except rotting corpses and blind beggars
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Abandoned children, wards of the mindless state |
No one cries for us, no one cares
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Like autistic children lost in our own world
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Rocking ourselves for little comfort
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Flickering hands are our only friends |
Making up our own existence
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Occupying space until we die
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Entertaining ourselves with useless chatter
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So we don’t have to realize we don’t count |
Old Solomon was right w hen he wrote the words |
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Everything is meaningless
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Life has no meaning, we have no purpose
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We just are and we are alone |
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