Fed Up
There are no words that one can say To justify oneself of existing conditions today The race is on and yet the stakes are f**king high So we gather all we can Cause it ain't worth a shit when we die For lack of resistance We cling to our existence a*suming position Aborting your mission Fed up with the f**king lies Fed up with the world's demise Fed up with the human race I'll disappear without a trace Trying times - no peace of mind So we fight amongst ourselves And we'll leave next to nothing behind Fill the void - to satisfy So we bite the hand that feeds us A seemingly endless supply In search for a saviour Condoning this behaviour Denial - we live in When all is not forgiven
Round Six
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