Your Shorts Are Ugly
Not the trend
but still to buck
what if i am wired
incorrectly
the only word
in the dictionary
always spelled incorrectly
So for my choice
Dont really share
no one to care
I will lie and bend the truth
so what to believe
The freedom of Adam and Eve
The artificial metropolis
keeping an eye on 1984
America's unfound dream
Two point four children
If my thoughts do blacken
the life that leads my way
Would my life be better
than the one i live
today
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