Ken, Barbie, and the Dollhouse

the shadowy disaster of aggressive consumption
rots the soul of the human heart
eyes hollow like bullet holes to the head
dreams of chaos buzzing in your head now eyes wide awake
no sleep for the wicked
paranoia the voices tell him to go, tell him to hide
behind the walls of illusion
we know who you are
what you've become
is like a scar ingraved in the one world you think you live in
the world thats bigger than me and you
your sinking! your sinking!
goodbye truth.
goodbye friends.
i walk alone.

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