Brenna Sahatjian
Reversed
some male god has a place reserved for him every cold night in every locked and empty church while people chase the days sinking light for an obscure place to rest they gotta search and search cars have places reserved for them each day and night indeed, they cover much of the earth but don't loiter by one or try to get sleep inside I guess our existence has to be justified by more than our birth âcause you pay for your space and you work for your pay and we're working to keep this death system alive I got stopped walking through a ordinary dream the same old bizarre themes built from childhood memory schemes a stupid face went talking to ask me for ID he held the title for melancholy he said, ma'am, you're gonna have to wake up you're trespassing some people sweat on assembly lines some sit in an air-cooled office politicians get paid fortunes to tell lies most real workers have empty pockets we do it so we can buy the right to survive and when they ask what you do you have the currency of a response Letras de cancionesask me what i do, I'm trying not to get fooled into thinking what I am isn't enough I got stopped walking through a ordinary dream the same old bizarre themes built from childhood memory schemes a stupid face went talking to ask me for ID he held the patent on lucidity he said wake up ma'am, this is proprietary some male god has a place reserved for him every cold night in every locked and empty church while people chase the day's sinking light for an obscure place to rest they gotta search
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