Voltage and violets

..and stuck into categories we never made defined in ways we never imagined shaped by the words we meant not to say made into something we never were filed into cabinets and quickly forgotten only...

they tell us that our friends aren't important because there's work to be done but i'd rather be poor and live with my friends than be rich and die all alone the lust for money has turned people numb...

hidden in offices without a clue that you're working for them not really for you they've cleverly priced everything you need working's a must there's a family to feed life is expensive you must earn...

in our own little worlds where we all "suck" and "rule" oh, try to deny we're all the same and taking unheard orders from the glowing box in the corner segregation becomes tattooed...

frolicking down the beach my tan is covered with spots they said we had to move out 'cause of the chemical dump you can't make a home where the children get sick you can't make a life where the water...

people don't care about love anymore it seems that all they wanna do is make a world of hate they're greedy and f**kin' abusive telling me caring is useless all the time they're never thinking of...

something's in the way something's in the road obstacles for me something's in my throat some things bother me some things don't other things might my life's a sinking boat don't let me drown, don't...

human guinea pigs los alamos burrow injected with serums they walk on a treadmill monday through friday they walk and get nowhere twisted and sideways and nobody cares human guinea pigs their minds on...

prop me up and i'll fall back down bury my bones in the cold cold ground i'm so stressed out and i feel like shit but i don't have the will enough to deal with it what the f**k are you living for?...

everyone's a junkie everyone's a slave what is your obsession? shooting up t.v.? living life for smack? groveling for sex? modern life addiction moremoremoremoremore everyone's a junkie and no one can...