Hmmph
I'm just gonna have to
I'm just gonna go at it again alright again
Because I got about two and a half hours left of a drive
Why the hell not
Yeah
I guess it's kinda self-incriminating to admit
That I am doing this while I'm driving
But whatever dude
Rebel bro
No seriously guys
This is uh take ten
And I am getting a little embarrassed here
Um I started recording the takes at five
They've all been different
They've all been deleted
But you're just gonna have to take my word for it
Um I started at five
And I said that I was going to get it then
Subsequently all the way through nine
Six seven eight nine
Said the same exact thing
But yanno
I just uh kinda nitpicking myself right now
That's just part of the process so
I'm just gonna
This piece means a lot for some reason
I just feel like it needs a certain
It needs a certain take I just gotta find it so
It's The Leftovers
It's what it's all about
The cries from the streets
Struggling beneath
The restrictions established
By a few of the elites
Demeaning violence
While promoting diversity
A paper trail
Lacking receipts
Taxation is theft
The jail
Poverty
Millions of dollars cut
The kids in school
Hungry
Lacking perspective
Disorganized priority
A couple of stories
Mostly gory
Lost in translation
After a day passes
News becomes boring
Attention spans are nil
With everyone scared of climbing the hill
Unless the benefit of a thrill
Overwhelms
The necessity to kill
Quick triggered
But he was standing still
Arms in the air
It wasn't a drill
Down he fell
More than once
Beyond twice
I've lost count
And we've lost our will
Blinding accepting things that can be changed
Locked in a cage
Our minds encased
While our bodies waste
Away
A copy and paste society
What do we do
With the knowledge
Lost in all the information
As more funnels in
The bystander effect
Eternal stagnation
If God brushed this creation
He's synonymous with Hitler
Like when he went into Poland
Invasion
Selfie ridden
A sad generation
Pretending to be happy
The earth warming and dying
I am finding solace
In just about nothing
Like a landslide
It's all crumbling
Alcohol and drugs
Self-prescribed numbing
The dumbing down
Google making us stupid
Instant pleasures
Quick answers
Riddled with technological cancer
Autopilot routines
Like falling in line
As if Dasher comes after Prancer
St. Nick turned Santa Claus
A capitalistic mindset the cause
Of all the bleeding with no gauze
In sight
Each day a battle
Each night a fight
Plagued brains of anxiety
Worry
And wonderment
Wondering if things will ever ever
Feel right
A plight
I'm losing these words
As I write
The tunnel is dark and lacking light
Sitting shakily on a bed of dynamite
The boom approaching
The debris ugly
The world circling
Pillaging each other
We plunder
Further
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Hmmph
I'm just gonna have to
I'm just gonna go at it again alright again
Because I got about two and a half hours left of a drive
Why the hell not
Yeah
I guess it's kinda self-incriminating to admit
That I am doing this while I'm driving
But whatever dude
Rebel bro
No seriously guys
This is uh take ten
And I am getting a little embarrassed here
Um I started recording the takes at five
They've all been different
They've all been deleted
But you're just gonna have to take my word for it
Um I started at five
And I said that I was going to get it then
Subsequently all the way through nine
Six seven eight nine
Said the same exact thing
But yanno
I just uh kinda nitpicking myself right now
That's just part of the process so
I'm just gonna
This piece means a lot for some reason
I just feel like it needs a certain
It needs a certain take I just gotta find it so
It's The Leftovers
It's what it's all about
The cries from the streets
Struggling beneath
The restrictions established
By a few of the elites
Demeaning violence
While promoting diversity
A paper trail
Lacking receipts
Taxation is theft
The jail
Poverty
Millions of dollars cut
The kids in school
Hungry
Lacking perspective
Disorganized priority
A couple of stories
Mostly gory
Lost in translation
After a day passes
News becomes boring
Attention spans are nil
With everyone scared of climbing the hill
Unless the benefit of a thrill
Overwhelms
The necessity to kill
Quick triggered
But he was standing still
Arms in the air
It wasn't a drill
Down he fell
More than once
Beyond twice
I've lost count
And we've lost our will
Blinding accepting things that can be changed
Locked in a cage
Our minds encased
While our bodies waste
Away
A copy and paste society
What do we do
With the knowledge
Lost in all the information
As more funnels in
The bystander effect
Eternal stagnation
If God brushed this creation
He's synonymous with Hitler
Like when he went into Poland
Invasion
Selfie ridden
A sad generation
Pretending to be happy
The earth warming and dying
I am finding solace
In just about nothing
Like a landslide
It's all crumbling
Alcohol and drugs
Self-prescribed numbing
The dumbing down
Google making us stupid
Instant pleasures
Quick answers
Riddled with technological cancer
Autopilot routines
Like falling in line
As if Dasher comes after Prancer
St. Nick turned Santa Claus
A capitalistic mindset the cause
Of all the bleeding with no gauze
In sight
Each day a battle
Each night a fight
Plagued brains of anxiety
Worry
And wonderment
Wondering if things will ever ever
Feel right
A plight
I'm losing these words
As I write
The tunnel is dark and lacking light
Sitting shakily on a bed of dynamite
The boom approaching
The debris ugly
The world circling
Pillaging each other
We plunder
Further
I'm just gonna have to
I'm just gonna go at it again alright again
Because I got about two and a half hours left of a drive
Why the hell not
Yeah
I guess it's kinda self-incriminating to admit
That I am doing this while I'm driving
But whatever dude
Rebel bro
No seriously guys
This is uh take ten
And I am getting a little embarrassed here
Um I started recording the takes at five
They've all been different
They've all been deleted
But you're just gonna have to take my word for it
Um I started at five
And I said that I was going to get it then
Subsequently all the way through nine
Six seven eight nine
Said the same exact thing
But yanno
I just uh kinda nitpicking myself right now
That's just part of the process so
I'm just gonna
This piece means a lot for some reason
I just feel like it needs a certain
It needs a certain take I just gotta find it so
It's The Leftovers
It's what it's all about
The cries from the streets
Struggling beneath
The restrictions established
By a few of the elites
Demeaning violence
While promoting diversity
A paper trail
Lacking receipts
Taxation is theft
The jail
Poverty
Millions of dollars cut
The kids in school
Hungry
Lacking perspective
Disorganized priority
A couple of stories
Mostly gory
Lost in translation
After a day passes
News becomes boring
Attention spans are nil
With everyone scared of climbing the hill
Unless the benefit of a thrill
Overwhelms
The necessity to kill
Quick triggered
But he was standing still
Arms in the air
It wasn't a drill
Down he fell
More than once
Beyond twice
I've lost count
And we've lost our will
Blinding accepting things that can be changed
Locked in a cage
Our minds encased
While our bodies waste
Away
A copy and paste society
What do we do
With the knowledge
Lost in all the information
As more funnels in
The bystander effect
Eternal stagnation
If God brushed this creation
He's synonymous with Hitler
Like when he went into Poland
Invasion
Selfie ridden
A sad generation
Pretending to be happy
The earth warming and dying
I am finding solace
In just about nothing
Like a landslide
It's all crumbling
Alcohol and drugs
Self-prescribed numbing
The dumbing down
Google making us stupid
Instant pleasures
Quick answers
Riddled with technological cancer
Autopilot routines
Like falling in line
As if Dasher comes after Prancer
St. Nick turned Santa Claus
A capitalistic mindset the cause
Of all the bleeding with no gauze
In sight
Each day a battle
Each night a fight
Plagued brains of anxiety
Worry
And wonderment
Wondering if things will ever ever
Feel right
A plight
I'm losing these words
As I write
The tunnel is dark and lacking light
Sitting shakily on a bed of dynamite
The boom approaching
The debris ugly
The world circling
Pillaging each other
We plunder
Further
Writer: Justin Davis
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