An engineered tragedy,
a playground for alchemy.
Secrets you dare not speak of.
Blow it up and blow it out!
Money's spent now go eat peanuts.
All that he knows is what he spins.
Something is happening.
It's hard to ignore,
it's just a silent weapon, used to trigger mild panic.
Viruses and policies.
Atmospheric anomalies.
Dance, white boy, don't forget to smile.
It's a code of practice, full of holes.
Dirty hands, that won't stop shaking.
Iggy Pop! Now where is the t-shirt?
Something is happening.
It's hard to ignore,
it's just a silent weapon, used to trigger mild panic.

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