We live, we loath, we love, we laugh
We aspire to be special and needed
We are sickening, dirty, nasty, sick and foolish
We are perverted and we pretend
We let down our guard and we build fences
We are complex and we are nothing
We are rich and poor, lost and found
Our poor children came off this stupid tree
What will they grow
What will they see
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