day 1 lifes begun went for a run found a wheezing lung struggle in the sun is what the birds hum they flowed like doom with a deep boom hum day 2 n im feelin blue sit in class, can't ask what to do get evil stares for eatin super glue can't interrupt, glued shut my own view day 3 and i'm still not me just tryna be, what i'm suppose to be and that means sittin here silently violently i be hidin me day 4 wish i had more can't afford lunch and i'm feelin poor on the news masses protest war and i wonder what im sittin here sulkin for day 5 might ask why step outside learn to defy find some passion learn to fight with lips or fists i can't decide day 6 an optimistic picnic gathered the friends that felt pessimistic braindead haze imagine better days then the state went put me back in place I wonder if others face this task To define a smile from a well worn mask I guess I got too many bills of dismay so hear me when i say that society will pay hear me when I say every little word I mean every phoneme that comes disturbed I mean it when I scream FUCK THE STATUS QUO you can't tip toe roun this radical flow/44 yo! do you get it yet? this is for 50 for my history I can't reject spit shit like dysentery to leave you upset this world is fucked and you shouldn't forget/ that the wealth in this place goes to waste (that) wealth in this place goes to waste that the wealth in this place goes to waste to the privelaged pigs that stuff their face (sample sings) -in myyyy diaryyyyyyyyy

Verse 1 just another figure to consider/ like warmth in winter glimmerin n hope ina leaky boat sailin drunken seas in search of a cove to roam, to rove/ to please like sumfin to ease my inner to my outer no way to tell about her she tell more of me she makes me change my personality - her name was Holly innocent pure/ illusive to endure like fishing lure/ hook pierced lip calm the pain get pissed/ sly grin, deep gaze the moment hits/4 wartorn by flirts fluttering skirts/ overcome by the motion in which the body curves/ attackin the nerves with inspired drinking/ to be prepared we can't be thinking/8 kiss with a passion that craves something more/ respond in turn but remain unsure/ our way to escape a dystopian fate/ a life that don't matter scared of the wake/12 scared of everything sobriety will bring/ why will this be such a rare fling/ tumblen together down slopes of skree/ mirrors my thoughts in a desperate plea/ : Hook: Pump it, loud, make me black out/ drain me, till I pass out/ Pump it, loud make me pass out/ what we gonna do when the lights go out/ just pump it, loud blackout/ drown me to end this drought/ pump it, loud make me pass out/ just give me any way to remove lifes doubt/ Verse 2: provin to myself i got nuthin to lose/ like tryna prove to myself i got nufin to prove/ trapped ina void that i can't avoid/ she be everywhere n i get annoyed/ 4 and im not even sure of the why/ I feel programmed, forced to comply/ chekin the sea for sexy femininity/ a trophy for a mantle that be pretty empty/8 its feelin pointless with no love involved/ becomes heartless with no resolve/10 ina world of hate escalatin divorce rates/ let's play it safe with unprotected sex/12 you can get pregnancies or std's while i'm busy wunderin why youd even wanna get with me by dawn i lie lonely naked knowin/ that the vanity in sexuality is growing/ hook verse 3: to sober to be suave to scared to make a move/ no need to escape or slip to her groove/ that can come casually/ i'm speakin of a time when life wasn't bad for me/ 4 remet holly through noumenal senses/ beyond love lust or any false pretences/ shatterin illusions that she's to blame/ for the pressures in life that leave men deranged/8 all those disney films that said their all the same/ an object we deserve, to search to obtain/ so that when we don't we call 'em bitches n sluts/ and when we do we call 'em worthless fucks/12 no altruism in this sexual practice dirty like the stain that was left on my matress/ I held her how I need to be held/ so what's real hollygrams, no man can tell verse 4: she's more than a figure to consider than warmth in winter/ More than status to protect or teeth marks on the neck/ more than a cure to bullshit hate more than escape, object to take/ for fucks sake it's this thinking that leads to rape/ more than a hedonistic motif/ or any other momentry release/ a romanticised, sexual beast roams the streets, like a bitch in heat we've been programmed, not forced to comply/ I keep on writing though I don't know why its suppose to be fun, loving, and free I'm no longer sure what im suppose to be

(David Frost questions) take drugs, fuck about and party yo!/ fuck my mind til im just a couch potato/ this is youth, guess im livin how you say so/ like a cool kid, rappin bout his ego/ yeah I got the vision, straight from my television/ yeah i represent, some glorified nihilism/ sorry that my picnic didn't bring no optimism/ its not how I'm livin, just more criticism/ (keys play) my generation knows that everything is false/ that youth can't decide the election results/ we were educated, learn we have a pulse/ instead we turn off, take a slow drunk waltz/ some can play along, get alot while some have none/ I plead with you all to fire some more nuerons this world will soon be ours to inherit/ so I ask if your apathy deserves any merit?/ (Olof Palme responds)

This is just a test this is not real/ my mind paragons to a movie reel/ flipped round and round and round n earth bound/ reverberate the sound and play the rap clown./ 4 I woke to detour from my consciousness./ I woke to find, my mind with accomplishments/ the bags of my eyes, they disguise, / the heartfelt lies, each night rewrites/ 8 manoeuvred between riddles of whether to feel better/ and if I can, then can I be a trend setter/ a perverse little letter to 'em souls of mischief any down and out misfit, you see// 12 I was born in 93 set to rock it till infinity/ but for now i sit here without divine divinity/ no earthly symmetry no real identity/ just a vessel, to wrestle, withit lyrically/ 16 Like a soul artist soul searching/ gotta get this voice working, dispersing, some honesty/ droppin the, philosophy, to say me, properly*/ 20 I gotta be stoppin the imposed policy I sat and watched as my teacher drew a box/ outside it was me, inside it was society/, yet the lines blur, we confer cry quietly/ .. I know it don't change silently/4 they change you violently, I march on streets/ just to be beat by Victorian police/ lines fall between complicit and resistant / Those that comply and those that fight for a difference/8 oppressed and oppressor self-oppressing mass conjecture/ how much can I learn by sitting in this lecture/ it's so much more than I ever expected/ yet I feel guilty, for being contented/12 attention won't last, hungover from the past / trying to remove a sadistic laugh/14 trying to explain my own lifes path/ tryina find myself beyond race, sex and class/ I grew up amongst blokes and sexist jokes/ a broken home, a fabled hoax/ dropped out by year 7, destined for a trade/ wanted to play footy but my skills were poorly made/4 everything was shit, a black hole abyss/ should've been to young to be depressed like this/ say it's not real, it's just a test/ grown from my hate, so I'm not senseless/8 you couldn't be right wing and livin like this/ gettin screwed by the state on a daily basis/ so if you got ya class, then take your place/ learn to look beyond with intellectual ways/12 learn to debate , respond retaliate my resontemont , says it's time to detonate/ ...and then there's...

VERSE 1 Every day the gravity grew stronger/ his sentence to the floor grew longer/ in a realm of cumstains, spider webs/ he surfs it like a fly, naive to what danger is/ he's the future, crippled by the past/ watching sitcoms, desprate for a laugh/ slight smirks at best, as he let his lips rest/ no mask to put on, no need to fail another test/ hit 50, and the last drop of whisky/ with a small limp dick, he no longer felt frisky/ a flabby carcass drinks ashes from an ashtray/ within tongue distance of where his body lay/ liquid was ironically replenishing/ completely opposite to the life he was inventing/ what does he live for, trapped on that floor/ doesn't even go to sleep, in and out of micro sleep/ he forgot how to speak, mind clouded in dust/ as he left every thought t' slowly build rust/ tangled in the crumbs of food pellets he ate/ his beard told the story, the length of his fate/ today it went grey but he couldn't care/ returned to the laptop with a transfixed glare/ scouring the internet for any distraction/ reaffirming the belief, this is satisfaction/ hook: (wait 4) But you don't know how safe it is.../ This is more than mere laziness.../ I really hope you can't relate to this.../ But if you can....../ You don't know how safe it is.../ This is more than mere laziness.../ I Really hope you can't relate to this.../ But if you can....../ Wait 4 Verse 2 Locked to reality by a dirty window pane/ He opens crusty eyes to see them dancing in the rain/ Wanted them to go away, to leave him out of existence/ to be secluded, content, with physical indifference/ he knew it was wrong.../ remember back in the day, mum said 'stay strong'/ 'thingsll get better, as ya get older'/ but as time passed, only other kids became bolder/ growin to what he hates, to what he can't relate/ melancholy escape, relegate to outer space/ this world could end, and yet he would stay/ trapped on the floor, by Newton's first law/ static, erratic, only in though emotion/ the last bit living dreams t' make some motion/ to take a minds moment, no truth suppressed/ imagine standin up, splittin seems, gettin dressed/ no chance before, everything would change/ as the world came smashing through his dirty window pane/ and so it came dressed in business suits/ no face, no name, those details don't compute/ if you don't follow suit, ya gonna be reformed/ cleaned with the rest, with the filth on the floor/ taken everything, til ya have no more/ thrown to the streets, victims of class war/ hook: (wait 4)

Hook: Just groove slow To freedom radio Tellin you those things that Your not suppose to know Just groove yo On ya patteo Tearin out ya eyes Til ya see a white glow X2 verse 1 the more ya gonna get the more ya gonna need/ who can learn to subsist to resist the greed/ who can stop consumin this westernised deceit/ what i mean is is anyone free/ if i won a million then would it be stealin/ to buy your land and charge ya rent/ we obey no dissent i guess it's evident/ that this thing called money is a good measurement/ to keep you dumb and poor working for more/ what is free market society/ fuck it all, the way it be so called liberty/ strippin me of any way to be free/ a class like struggle through a Marxist bubble/ more demand, no supply society in rubble/ huddle with masses no welfare or taxes/ starving in the cold i think i might be/ verse 2 now let's reflect upon reflection/ get a little personal try some dissectin/ but before we begin/ shed your clothes let me see some skin/ take away that brand name splattered on your chest/ take away that style that you need to impress/ what is the meaning in the way that we dress/ and what would happen if we wore naked flesh?/ would rape increase or would we just freeze/ did a censored life work for the paedophile priest/ all i see is sexualised nudity/ on Hollywood screens screamin fuck me/ I could counteract throw about my nut sack/ but if a girl did the same she be straight slut shamed/ gender class take part in your clothes/ stay snug as a rug if your mind be closed/ verse 3 and right now I'm sick of thinkin'/ mustv been the last 6 songs i was spittin'/ mustv' been the words that work to be conflictin'/ a lexicon of lies, that be out ona mission/ to be free, how can I be?/ When society chooses identity/ I'm Confined and defined In each dichotomy/ Am I a slave, If I’m not free/ Is it Boat people Or is it just people/ dehumanised Nothing treated as equal/ Chomp on ya meat But won’t eat ya pet/ You should go cannibal With no logic to protect/ by my logics guess I shouldn’t use words/ jus mumble about, in a way preferred/ de de de de derrr mmphx gerg skerd/ Till I'm deaf dumb n blind Free to be absurd/