Misfit rejects
• Written by StD
I've been itching this wound since I came out the womb
Habituated to fake shit as I await my doom
No tulips on my tomb a nausince since I'm a goon
Agitated consumed so I'm switching my tune
in my defense I swoon when proof looms in my vision
Intuition exhumed sought my afternoon attention
truth has a use for top buffoons as ammunition
To arrest us, suppress us, and keep us in prisons
No option but to opt In under suspicion
Given the current urgent situation please listen
Let loose the abused and defuse all these tensions
Elicit a truce and choose true comprehension
Intention is nothing if action is missing
Back with a mission use of passionate wisdom
Compassionate healing for afflictions of victims
Crack glass ceilings with prescriptions for symptoms
we don't need to lie in the filth of these rich kids
I mean to imply we empower our existence
life's not expensive we just tied to the system
It'd be nice to escape and survive with our instincts
we oppressed and caught in nets of our enemies
we treated like insects that know not how to think
Next to delete, next to go extinct, so succinct
We can't fly without wings, we gonna fry in this heat
Supply is meek, the sky is bleek, cry if you're weak
The dream is a lie, that's why tonight I don't sleep
die in the street with hands and feet tied to a jeep
Afflicted and rejected, expected to concede
on the brink of defeat without a thing to believe
We've all been deceived and need trust to proceed
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StD
Member since March 7 2015