throughout history conflicts have arisen and people have died for reasons pertaining to the excretion of shite
our ways have not changed and I am afraid that the future of man isn't bright
we must not oblige to the pressures inside for our doom is very much nigh
then how will we live if there's no point in persist
disingenuous lives coincide with our pride as we strive for a solution to life
and yet here we sit once more covered in shit thinking things will take a turn for the worst
when worst is not real and wurst isn't veal is anything even worth
