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Asleep each in our own welfare state. On the eve of the Revolution that lies ahead, with eyes closed to not see around us.

bells ring, time to go to church. Time to bust out lies to be out of place, feeling away from you.

Because I do not need something to believe, I have my own ego and your silhouette sylph. I do not want salvation right or option when you reach the final trial, I'll be laughing from my grave, or perhaps to touch the balls back from the beyond, what I want ... Seeing the misery

member of our time is turn my guts to see that nothing is done, to see that we do nothing, we do not want to do anything. We

era of conformity, consumerism hypocritical society of posh punks with colored crests and expensive perfume, new Nazis, much fool. Virgin

me to stay as I am! my grandmother would not even lived. But I do not believe in more virgins than those who have yet to open the legs enough.

This is a hell of which we are complicit, all. Accomplices to vote in a sham democracy imposed on us from above. Corrupt politicians tied hand and foot by the banks named capital and entrepreneurs. Ancient institutions stand complicit obsolete and false, complicit in letting us play at your leisure ...

But do not worry because I live in fucking with a plasma TV in the living room and a hot dish for lunch with my two races and the road Standing in the folder. For what to look for a better future if I can allow red eyes on a Friday night ...

phenomenal live in a country of shit jobs, employers fascists and operators of underground economy and job insecurity.

and not suffer for the children to starve while they do not at the door of my house, I do not mind the screams of terror of a young woman about to be raped by her "husband" or slaps hurt me aguantais that more than one out of fear is not that macho shit.

I feel very safe under my flowers and crisp linens fat cows. Here dreams are always hot and humid, occasionally disturbed by a surfeit of greed and occasional disappointment.

And swatting flies and watching the hours go by I enjoy in my corner, away from the news, rejoicing in my microclimate, avoiding contamination by trash who is not me, hiding from the truth, drowning my sorrows in football passion crowds, executioner of truths, OPIUM of the people ...

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for whom he has not captured .. ironically goes ... no metais me in a sack but it deserves .. at all;)

that begin the week but not better.

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