Chromarama - Feed

Substance has become a delusion
Routine feedings with all eyes on
A craving that only favours itself
We are all dying for it, while hunting for fake hearts
As they consume just to comedown
Only to get intoxicated again
We are all dying for it, an escape from our truth
For it cannot be hidden
Everything in excess can be caustic
We decide what we live for
So, why the hell are you here?
To only change your frame and not what it shows?
You are nothing more than what you make of yourself
And that's the crux of it

Written by:
Geoff Halbherr

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