Who else is with me?
We can't end this war, but by God, we can start a revolution.
Let's kill all the patriots, impaling them on the staff of their American flags for the tyranny and lies sown into our past.
I want the blood to slowly drip to the soil as we sing "this land is your land, this land is my land" to the tune of their last gasps.
If loving one another was our only job, there would be no recession,
but somewhere along the lines we got greedy with all that money in our hands.
Kill the people. Kill the dreams. Kill the fears. Kill for the thrill of free screams.
Take up your smores and chocolate! Let's start a bonfire on the Smithsonian Museum.
It doesnt look like we, as a society, are going anywhere worth mention.
Shit happens and change is the only thing constant in life, so let's kill tonight.
Burn shit. Burn it all. If I watch the world burn, I might fall in love with it.
How can I make a history with no future?
For the pursuit of knowledge, I must bury my entire life in debt;
forget academic hopes, Im skipping class again.
Someone please strike me down, so I can become more powerful than they've ever imagined.
Fuck school. Fuck money. I just wanted to make it.
Later Days
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