ECHOS OF DECENT
1Pre-Chorus
This mood of poison
Makes my pulse race
Chorus
For all the blood and all the pain you gave me
For all the time you ate my poison
A little bit of poison
When anarchy begins
Verse 2
We both pretend, we both pretend
We both look each other in the eye
To lose ourselves in love and hide
But they are the poison
Pre-Chorus
We got that swamp flavor
Poison under my skin
Chorus
For all the blood and all the pain you gave me
For all the time you ate my poison
A little bit of poison
When anarchy begins
Bridge
So I cry, and I howl
Am I too weak?
Chorus
For all the blood and all the pain you gave me
For all the time you ate my poison
A little bit of poison
When anarchy beginsThere's no slow desire for blood
'Cause I can feel it in my bones
Just an ocean with no shore
And there's no softness of feeling
That makes me want to fly
And it's cold,
Another day in the life we're livin'
We're all looking for something dumb to try
No matter how hard we try
Things will never be the same
But we'll get there eventually!
Another day in the life we're livin'
We're all looking for something dumb to try
No matter how hard we try
Things will never be the same
But we'll get there eventually!
Am I too high? Am I too low?
Nobody knows my struggle, it can't figure out
My business, it'sOutside of control, and it's not in the hands
It's the hand that feeds, and the knife that feeds
Things will never be the same
But we'll get there eventually! Dark glasses crooked sky's broken truth's and expert lies silver cloud's lined with golden thunder bolts wicked smiles vanilla tiles miles high climing vines. what is sun shine to a blind man? The empty words the falling birds we have a turd for a president again we don't know where our freedom went all our money is spent on its own rent in the mint money is god and the devil all evil is done for the profit
Am I too high? Am I too low?
Nobody knows my struggle, it can't figure out
My business, it'sOutside of control, and it's not in the hands
It's the hand that feeds, and the knife that feedsDark glasses crooked sky's broken truth's and expert lies silver cloud's lined with golden thunder bolts wicked smiles vanilla tiles miles high climing vines. what is sun shine to a blind man? The empty words the falling birds we have a turd for a president again we don't know where our freedom went all our money is spent on its own rent in the mint money is god and the devil all evil is done for the profit
ChatGPT
In a world where chaos reigned and disillusionment was the norm, the voices of the disaffected echoed through the urban sprawl.
James, burdened by despair and frustration, muttered his grievances, "This disturbed world, keep on faking it. We cannot stop the panic."
Sarah, his companion in this tumultuous journey, shared his sense of hopelessness, "Money isn't everything, it's a brick in the drain. When you ask me for money, I don't even try."
Amidst this despair, a call for justice and restitution emerged, "A level of restitution is all she asks for."
And in the midst of financial turmoil, James couldn't help but question, "When the fuck am I supposed to be? When my taxman comes to call ya?"
But within the disarray, a glimmer of hope was still alive, "Promise me emancipation indisputable nation. All this greed will make us a happy man."
In the background, a chorus of voices joined in, singing of towering buildings and the fragility of paper currency. It was a reminder that material wealth couldn't shield them from the chaos that surrounded them.
As the chaos continued to escalate, there was a plea for unity, "So while y'all standity-bound, please stand by me."
But the world remained relentless, and the chaos seemed unstoppable, "Breaking on through the panic, the chaos flows."
And even in the face of betrayal and isolation, the desire for justice burned bright, "And if they want me to be their friend, I've been done wrong."
As the chaos erupted once more, there was a call to action, "The chaos erupts and starts to rise again."
But in the end, the overwhelming reality proved too much to bear, "Reality is just too fucking far to handle."
In the midst of this turmoil, the words of the disaffected served as a reflection of a world gone awry. It was a world where trust was eroded, and hope seemed distant, but the voices continued to cry out, seeking understanding and change.
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