Rental Skeleton - Untitled (In D)

Nothing is uncertain anymore
Everything is as it's designed to be
We know what's going to happen
Because we know why it's happening
We're praying to keep the status quo
Doing nothing as policy
And when something happens
We'll call it another inevitability
We're sitting down to talk with rotting ghouls
To see if we can find some common ground
On the issue of deserving life
And how much we get before we die
With grown adults foaming at the mouth
Pretending like they ever cared
It's only civilian casualties
That's enough for chest-thumping revelries
There's no integrity anymore
I can't believe that's a cliche
After how many thousands of years
We're still killing time until we hit the grave
It's a content economy
Weightless, without tangibility
Buy, sell, trade the imaginary
Currency for fucking currency
Every new day is a tension in my body
And I can't get a hold
I'm sick of the shit that they're shilling
And the shit over which I have no control
So the first thing I do out of bed
I wish for bigger space to carve into
Make something new until I can burn it down
This fucking shithole

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Rental Skeleton

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