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Ecce Homo

Okay, I think by now we've established

Everything is inherently worthless

And there's nothing in the Universe

With any kind of objective purpose.

And you can scream for a hundred years;

Split the sky with a thousand curses

To tell the evil that man do

And you wouldn't even scratch the surface.

Too many implications

Not enough time to make them explicit.

Too many generalizations

Not enough time to make them specific.

And I spread my vile seed

From the Atlantic to the Pacific.

Now I'm begging you on my knees

Please don't make me get down and sniff it

Cause if I got more comfortable

Surely, I'm more complicit.??? the luxury of ignorance

I was born into this now I'm dying because of it

Yes, it's us against them again

Smashing the system into the dirt now

We gobble brown M&M's

Put the whole thing onto a t-shirt

I heard about Audre and the master's tools

Something about Joe chasing a storm in a mud

I could of sworn I saw ???

Standing on a latter ??? with the slugs

And it's such a weird world

It feels real wrong smiling

I see the shining sea ???

I prefer to make a living, boy, on ???I heard them say the white man gets existential angst

When he ran out of other problems

Cause the thing about those problems was

Typically, more money would solve them

We're braking out of our bodies now

Time to see what's underneath them

And about my ??? self

What would I say would I ever meet him

I guess your guilty of a terrible crime

And I know. It was my birth.

Doing twenty-six to life now on planet earth

I was taken in to custody by a janitor

You know our life is laborious

But admit it's predictable

When all the figures are findable

All feelings are malleable

I'm desperately ?addicted?, but functional.

Don't want to be evicted from the wonderful underworldLook at this youngish man

Already half way off with his pants

He's doing something weird with his hand

He's got a multitude of outrageous plans

And he's still trying to cough up

That which he choked on in the churches

Look at him now loitering in front of a vacant store front

Bearded and bedecked in army surplus

No whites are giving a shit

When everybody's telling him he's full of it

He forgets if he felt oppressed or depressed

Or which one came first in this crazy mess

Is he taking too much, or not enough

or which one was the worst wrong with this sort of stuff

And he was so unsure if being ignored

Was half the ?pain? of being absurd

And that's a lot to say without a wordBut I know it's a lot more than just being bored.

I know it's nothing more than just being born.

I know it's a lot more than just being bored.

I know it's nothing more than just being born.

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