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electronic, plastic
got a bag over my head
welfare disease
everything's too much
burnt out & satisfied
got a bag over my head
pleasure, disgust
everything feeds us numb
as we practise the modern art
suicide (=genocide) of all nations
everything becomes nothing
for this sickness there are reasons
for these pleasures there are options
