for years
those frozen tears
those silent screams

longing, aching

in dreams
body melting
feet sticking to the floor
desperately running for the door
from the mad Moloch
of middle class
candy ass
moronic mindlessness

bound in chains
of Amerika's mad whoreship
of $$$ worship
warship

sway my hips
kiss my lips
take me away
from this insanity play
where candles don't drip
and people don't trip

where the black hole
of Amerikan society
s u c k s
like
q u i c k s a n d
at my feet
telling me to be discrete
blinding me with the sheepshit

we wallow in

and the more i struggle
the tighter
it
squeezes
my
t h r o a t