Slaughter Of The Insole


I watch it spread I will it on
Hey, here it comes; the crippling commodity: convenience is here
And it's taking what it will
I will it on as it eats up everything that you say you love
I wonder why you haven't learned that something's
Just don't fit in it's mouth that's so agape
This you should
Yet you fight it as it's tearing for the clothes on your back
Just let 'em go It is a force that calculates and kills with gold
Don't risk what can't be bought and sold
It's tearing you deeper, taking more
Beyond your skin and through your bone
This is the moment when you must choose what really does define you
This is a show be with the gallery and know that you'll survive
It's just a show It's happened before
Rears up and cycles once more
It is a show that you'll live through







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