Political Prozac

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Rattle on , on random rants 

Rats don’t make good conversation 

Lots of logs clog up the sink 

Dirt gets caught on plastic walls 

And his breath smells like acid 

And the dogs eats bricks 

I thought it strange 

For waste to turn into junk 

And for junk to turn into biodegradable white matter 

Why don’t they see it 

Political prozac 

And there used to be coke in coke 

Then again plenty of people 

Have coke alongside coke 

Then they freeze like  Disney 

Its a sad world 

Its a mad world 

And I try not to give a damn while rolling gangster dice 

Less words and lesser sounds 

Lots of cash and a lottery crush 

Broke up and broke 

Stroke hair and hope for not a stroke 

Oh well 

I wish you well 

Prozac

Coco

Something about ruin
A penny for your force
A warning would be nice
They say it will pass
They say that
About death
About the end of the world
Like they did
During the war at home
The prozac epidemic
A new illness strangely makes its way
Suffering and pain
Neglected
Loss and love
Rejected
Multitudes of Innocence
Dehuman
The humans
Among all the rock and reckness rumble that takes the skies
Someone will sleep
Without noticing any of it