Haste

Thought Market

Sell me a way to give away,
a way to be improved,
i need more for my own thoughts,
tear apart, the outside cultures in me,
it's what i need,
ideas sucked away from me,
it's killing you,
it's what you need,
see me?
i need more of your empty lies,
don't try to sell me
i don't need this,
don't try to sell me
i won't be bought...for less than nothing.
twist perceptions for your use,
your words hide intent with lies,
i fall, fall back to the outside,
my eyes see through these lies
don't try to sell me,
reaching in...i try to retain myself,
feel myself losing...losing.
don't tell me how, selling my thoughts,
slaves for your use,
feelings become the fuel to burn


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