The Media

Lines seem tangled, reality seems mangled
Oh there no source of reality with the media's dimension
The news only brings me tension
Bring me good news
Screw that negative trash
that stuff only brings me the blues
I just want to kick back and smoke my stash
and to hell with the rest cuz I'm doing my best.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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