The Third-Rates - Conspiracy

And I don't care some passage in a book
And I've given up, interstellar junk
I don't hear Latin rewinding this cd
And I can't see shit in 240P
If this is alive I'd rather be dead
In this shithole town of mostly inbred
Sorry for being rude, and sounding like a dick
Wait did you hear the news, the president just molted
Should I just fuckin rot away because society has given up on you
Should I just stop travelin' because the government tracks your every move
Should I stop spending money because our currency was created by Satan
Should I just fucking jump headfirst without looking back, would that make you happy
Well I finally got my first break
And slurped down the Kool-Aid
I really gotta know and
Even if it is true
The cover up and blurry photos
Lead you nowhere so you're going home
Should I just fuckin' rot away because society has given up on you
Should I just stop travelin' because the government tracks your every move
Should I stop spending money because our currency was created by Satan
Should I just fucking jump headfirst without looking back, would that make you happy
Skin walkers, Qanon, false deities, mind controlin' stop
Reptilians, grey aliens, foil might be wound a little tight
Bigfoot, blurry shot government got you stayin' up all night
Don't forget six monthly payments of bullshit

Written by:
Cory Spazkid, Dillan Simpson

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