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letra de inactivism - replicator (of futurology)

[verse 1]
burning the sunset, burning the dawn
i’m creating my concepts from the day that i’m born ’til the day that i p-ss in a silent car crash in a bloodless combat
with a [?] knife in my back
the cold eyes of comrades, have i already gone mad in this merciless land that we must work to disband?
just relax, [?], allow your mind to flow free
come with me, let’s journey to a different plane of thought with
no taboos or superst-tions and
no regards to situations or
importance or elevation, just
all the relevant information and
minds free from indoctrination
a vocation, occupation’s the question and not a threat
seem run out of patience and i can’t stand by waiting
c’mon man, just come to your senses
‘cause millions of lives hang in the balance
and yet you all seem more concerned about going out and dancing
so blind [?] future as it flies past your eyes
your dreams p-ssed your rise
[?] cast aside
just living nine-to-five
work about, take it in stride
don’t slack, be gentle or kind
and a crack might open your brain but hey, don’t pay it any mind
‘cause in the end, we’re all gonna die

[verse 2]
so grab your elixir, imbue
yeah, another jack and c0ke and keep cracking jokes
but this how the blokes cope
bunch of motherf-cking slacked jawed yokels, screaming out “yolo” until they keel over
broken, soaking, choking in pools of someone else’s vomit
and yet they’re so proud to tell you that they paid for the sh-t with money from their own wallet
yeah, well let’s get on it like a car bonnet
well quite frankly i’d rather see you trapped beneath the wheels
i hope that that’s not what it takes to make you get f-cking real
use your brain, stop playing dumb
[?] smart from day one
don’t just squander that for some motherf-cking lump sum that never comes
don’t be a song that goes unsung
trapped inside your iron lung and hanging from the bottom rung
[?] kick other people off instead of aiming at the top
staying wayward of the truth and blaming anyone but you
crucifix around your neck without having read the sole set holy text
all that tells me is that you’ve boxed away a part of your mind, that you’re willing to remain unconscious and blind in the hope that this’ll make everything fine, in the hope that you will have plenty of time, in the hope that you won’t have to pay it any mind
well that’s not how it works

[verse 3]
snap the f-ck out of this sh-t
how could you live to be so ignorant?
and you continue don’t think that it’s bliss?
so demonize thought ’til it’s nonexistent
until our minds are just filled up with p-ss
so intelligent thinking is nothing but wish
lobotomize promises if it’s a cyst
and when that day comes i’ll be slitting my wrists
‘cause i couldn’t bear be there to witness
the cruelest of twists that exists
persisting to enlist, dissolve into our history literally

- replicator of futurology

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