Masscult, Vulgarians, And Entitlement - Western Addiction

How can you prance about

Knowing some go without

The world feels like a horror movie

And I know…

There’s a bomb in Gilead

Once a salve but now a rash

Soft pelf and witchy men

Stray voltage from high command

Daywalkers through the golden ghettos

Sweet Williams for the Fertile Crescent

Pinioning for crystal herons

You’re walking bags of meat

And your life means nothing

How can you prance about

Knowing some go without

The world feels like a horror movie

And I know that you’re hurting

I live by code without moral and honor

Inappropriate dress and conduct

I work for Division of Wealth

Search for treasures at the expense of others

I dreamt the intangible

Prefabricate the unmemorable

Minstrel shows for deafened jays

Splayed the fog with fluttering blades

Every aspect of human life

Has been monetized and outsourced

A chemical haze lilts the great circle

Our memories thin with excellent reason

Battledress and discrete worlds

How can you prance about

Knowing some go without

The world feels like a horror movie

And I know that you’re hurting

How can you prance about

Knowing some go without

The world feels like a horror movie

And I know you’re hurt