Find me kicking with my back against the wall
I am sick of holding this shit on own
I cannot be faking it fast because if I like it enough then it is mine
I will not be told what I control
With my gut in the wind as it gets up
I be thinking that this is a war
And I think I am right 'cause it is destruction, ugh
Perfect thoughts
Perfect gut
Perfect, it might not be perfect, but it is mine
What do I open my mouth to?
Consumed by the masses I don't know
I don't care that the water's foreign
If I like it enough, then it is mine
What choice do I really have?
Confused by the things that consumed me
What is the Consumerism Act?
Because if I like it enough, then it is mine ugh
Not my thoughts
Not my home
Not mine, if I like it enough, then it is mine, ugh
Not my thoughts
Not my home
Not mine, if I like it enough, then it is mine, ugh
If I like it enough, then it is mine, ugh
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