Planet Cancer (Rephlummoxed)

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Flummox - Rock

Planet Cancer (Rephlummoxed)

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My body is feeling weak My head is full of doubt I don't know where my world is Nor what it's all about The things that made me glad Are running down the drain I can't afford to feel sad As it takes up half my brain Materials that don't matter Take men under their control They can't hear the pitter-patter Of the last drops of their soul A cancer to the earth A burden to the gods What point does it really serve? What really are the odds? They take more than they give No air to replace thе fumes No food to sustain & live More dеad to fill the tombs! Conversation is a dead art Speech is a useless tool If you can't live to play the part Than you listened to the fools! Just because there are weapons Doesn't mean it's an armory Just 'cause there ain't no whips & chains Doesn't mean it ain't slavery Sacrifice the immaculate! Stone the priests in the road! Try too hard to calculate What you reaped from the sowed Your gods are all a fable But the devil's in a thousand men They need to keep the power stable So they teach you how to sin Mother taught you wrong Father wasn't there I can't finish this song Let's just end it here!

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Writers
  • Alyson Blake Dellinger