burning, shedding
douse the pain
alcohol, pills
prescriptions slain
sex toys, more ploys
your money has no meaning
news stories, allegories
gets the heart to beating
when push comes to shove, we fight off each opponent
bash the door to artificial love, though it may be quite potent
when our hands are half empty, there’s still plenty to fake
no time to fret, when there’s so much at stake
divorce fights, gay rights
get a fucking grip!
why’s it your concern if their love takes to the hip?
in a world made to breed soap opera-ed shame
we find a state of depression, tendered by hate
more Illuminati, fascist lullabies
the time has come to halt impending fear
insecurity, protesting shame
we need a new order to tranquilize the dear
Copyrighted by: Cheyenne Dinic
