How to Clean Everything

Three choices. One bullet. One trigger. Guess who Gets to pull it? One leader. One Thousand slaves. For every Throne there's one thousand Graves. (give or take a grave) You're all the same. Just part Of their machine. Perpetuate Their dream. They sub

Dance and laugh and play. Ignore the message we convey. It seems we're only here to entertain. A rebellion cut-to-fit. I refuse to be the soundtrack to it. While we entertain we're still knee-deep in shit. There's something wrong inside. We've played

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Mark your point of failing Begins where you concede Hesitate, procrastinate, sedating All configured to impede Your path You need a good kick in the ass Take a step back, have a long hard look Hold it to the light and read it like a book Analyze the