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Albuquerque Subpoenaed
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The Derangement Syndrome
03:33
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The Derangement Syndrome
This extended mock frown's not so great.
Endlessly on and on we wait.
The life-support-system has collapsed.
In dictations we relapsed.
Those who agree with drastic measures
And disagree with conniving guilty pleasures
Criticize humanity
In festive city;
With zero pity
Weaponise the status quo:
Resilient Tesco.
Ancestors stuck inside sterile stride
Got no clue what's happening outside. Bereavement's proportional soundscape
Express morals in bad shape.
I'm not motivated to speak my mind.
Rather I'd hide away to escape from your grind.
And I put on some more weight.
I think it was eight
Kilos which I ate.
In the cyber Pearl Harbour
There's too much ardour.
Buffering sinister plot by all means
Society's parallel tall scenes
Make the tunnel-visions seem more safe.
In fact I think they are safe.
Intelligence gets artificial.
Vaccines render what's normal turned superficial.
It's the derangement syndrome
Seen as pleasure dome
While you're far from home;
Morbid contest-challenges
Turn advantageous.
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