Hussalonia - Husk Life

Who made you boss and we died?
Me too, she said
Me first, he replied
Compromised reality
Candy-coated truth
If this ends in tragedy
It's fair to say we willed it so
Living the husk life
Permissible transgressions
If it's bad to be spit upon
Then it's bad to spit
Disposable people building disposable goods
Where does your disposable wealth go?
Whose story does it fund?
Is there a way we can cultivate noble appetites?
We've got to get a job because we've got to get paid
So that we can afford all the things we made
Living the husk life
I reject your dream of exclusion and denial
Where the best things come to those who were born with them
We're all prisoners of ideas, justifying means
If you manage to escape, another cell awaits

Written by:
Jesse Mank

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