Leave us alone,
We groan,
To your bullshit nature.
Chorus;
Privacy?
More like fantasy.
We're livin' in a world of invaders,
Who act as crusaders,
Who's pleased again?
I am not proud,
I wanna hide in the crowd,
Of those who live their life,
Not in a strife,
They're peace-makers,
But not curtain-bakers.
Chorus;
Privacy?
More like fantasy.
We're livin' in a world of invaders,
Who act as crusaders,
Who's pleased again?
Enemies upon the horizon,
They act as a lion.
A sheep in disguise,
I hear their cries.
They want love?
But they think they're above!
As if they'd play nice.
Chorus;
Privacy?
More like fantasy.
We're livin' in a world of invaders,
Who act as crusaders,
Who's pleased again?
I wish I could have my needs,
Instead of indoctrination to there infamous creeds.
Make us write essays?
Shoot their SA's.
My mind is me!
Gusts of wind,
And prayers for a bid,
They're desperate,
But mostly degenerate.
The clarity of this situation is hazed,
But I'm not fazed.
This is stupid,
As this ship is ruined.
They'll never stop,
Unless they pop.
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some word things.
Poetryjust a compilation of some stuff I randomly typed down. Some of it is random, others may be an assortment of quotes and lyrics, vent/rant, random talk about situations, or inspirational stuff. Enjoy, I guess. XD if you do enjoy, and want me to talk...
