note to no one.

ownership and greed / we're taught how to act. maybe sometimes it's true / you can't train without pain. i'm at a loss for i'm bored with my cards / these hours are made to feel unique. and how dare we act out and not follow code. we're all a part / we've all been bought and sold / slaves to the ideas of dead men. anymore we test our limits but none of us want to get rid of what we're comfortable with. it's easy to backside into the depths of ourselves and make camp. we're cheap and throw the word trust around like candy. it's lost it's flavour and i'm in doubt. trust no one / trust too many / i don't fukin' care. god tell me what to consume. tv speaks for me and i'm sick. malnourished. no one is looking after us and we're lost with our tom-toms. we have no signal and the world has ended as we know it. we're not plugged in / we're alone. i'm greed and i own a few. they all have rules that aren't the same. i'm owned and i hate the rules of those that don't pay. money greedy because the tv has told me this is what i need to be a whole. in god we've lost our trust. the cheapest word next to... is it love or hate? all three are cheap and new look but same great distaste. disgust. i love the words and i hate them but i own them and trust me, they're indispensable. have i lost the meaning behind each? the one who owns me or the many- he tells me the meaning. i smell bullshit. i smell mtv. i smell half-bred ideas that stand alone. a mixed race. the new day. a new nightmare. it's what we all are and we learn from the past but still burn it's bridges because there's more to life than this? always we want more. 20% more but same great low price. nothing is worth paying too much for. it doesn't matter anyways. we don't believe what we say. we're as lost as this note to no one.