Consume consume consume...it's pounded into my psyche
while the mindless chatter hurls its tentacles
Use this, use that, no use and abuse me it screams
tearing into any quiet like the roar of a waterbomber engine
Wallyworld is a spiritual religious experience where the happy reside
for a short period sometimes its gone while walking to the car
I'll be happy when...when i get that new television to
hypnotize myself...when I get that new car to impress the ones I loathe
Please imbue me with a sense of permanency I scream
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