confusion breeds contemp
you, me and them
content?
cutting down the trees of the great earth mother
bending to the whim of myself no other
following down the patch of the long gone under
walking in the steps of a who cares wonder
you, me, them...
that's me
reach and fall short
just so
patience wears thin
just go
bowing to the force of me dog hunger
marching to the tune of the new pied piper
reaching for the cash in the cashed out station
plucking out my eyes to achieve salvation
confusion breeds contempt
between you, me and them
between you my friend
giving in to the me dog hunger
always falling short
never had the time
plucking out my eyes
plucking out my eyes to achieve

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