say your prayers and count your blessings you 
all make me choke all your pleasures 
all my poisons talk yourself out of breath outside 
of the spectacle you are nothing a society of drones churning the rumor mill 
you've proven nothing you've changed nothing 

you've done nothing
you are nothing in small circles 
you are the center enjoy your fame it doesn't last forever close your eyes and spread your lies what culture
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