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I'm tired of you. Tired of the over stimulation, the mass consumption. I won't consume your product! Your bullshit! Funny how they always keep getting away with it! Your propaganda worming it's way into my mind, I've had enough of you and your kind! Manufactured obsolescence, Orchestrated warfare. The world can feel your presence, breathing in the despair. All that will be left in the soil, Will be plastic, blood and oil! Misery and capitalism are lovers, mountains of blood money writhing under the covers. I sweat despair and breathe poverty, billionaires not paying taxes is robbery! I once had a one bedroom studio. They raised the rent every year, So one day I said: "I got to get the fuck out of here!" I use to pawn all my shit, to pay my rent, funny how they always keep getting away with it! The few rule the many with fear and religion! Twisting reality, with flattery and trickery, as long as they're in power we'll never be free! A Russian asset A compromised

One way or another, You're my sister, you're my brother. So lets stop fighting each other. No one wins when violence Is greeted with silence. How can you standby, As the children die? As the missiles fly? As Mother's cry?! You kill because of a lie, Religion or propaganda, Dehumanize the enemy to justify. You're just as evil as the one's you deny. Just as vile, Stacking bodies in a pile! Plundering lands as you corrupt and defile, You're not the chosen ones, you're just in denial! The world is looking on in disgust, You're no more special than the rest of us. People over profit, It's too big, can we even stop it? Military industrial complex working overtime, Manufacturing conflicts and perpetrating war crime. Genocide, Never justified! You tell them lies To dehumanize. To commit war crimes, To cut ties, To burn away the humanity inside. They're determined. It's an extermination. Over what, a holy land, a chosen nation? You lift yourselves up, So you can look down on