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You thought you were born free
A child’s drawing
Scratched in chalk on the asphalt
Washed away by the rain
So be it! It was poor merchandise
It fucking fails to monetize
Your path is simple. They planned it all
Your routine is banal
Bed — Toilet — Trough
Unhappy? Don't be absurd
Submit!
All conditions are met for you
Even if the subway escalator
Hauling you off to work
Looks just like a conveyor belt
Sending the sheep
To the slaughterhouse
What else do you need, you bitch?!
All conditions are met for you
To stuff your
Ever-hungry stomach
Obey!
Listen, don't rock the boat
We know you are
The ideal consumer
Without you, the whole system collapses
The system of ideal consumers
Right there at your workplace
You satisfy your own kind
Yes, maybe you're just a cog
In the System
But you are this system
Understand?
What else do you need, you bitch?!
All conditions are met for you
To stuff your
Ever-hungry stomach
Obey!
You’ve already booked the best table
At your favorite restaurant
It’s your anniversary with your spouse
Will you be served by a robot?
Ha!
Just a cog like you
Another cog
But when it needs your services
It will turn to your company
They will provide you
You — the cog!
Now the waiter
Is you
What else do you need, you bitch?!
All conditions are met for you
To stuff your
Ever-hungry stomach
Obey!
So just come to terms with it
Submit!
Don't rock the boat
You are the system
Without it, there is no you
Did we sign the contract?
Are we shaking on it?
So you can crawl back
To your kennel... just
Come to terms!
What else do you need, you bitch?!
All conditions are met for you
To stuff your
Ever-hungry stomach
Obey!
Go ahead, forget that
Child’s drawing!
It was a long time ago
You were foolish
You saw no prospects
There are none now, either
But at least
We are talking about it
Honestly
Just
Obey!
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