Wasted Potential

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Thought For Food

we look for god in a piece of toast

celebrities that we worship most

we're better then everyone else

why are our numbers so low?



we say we want freedom and justice

as long as we get the slice that's the biggest

we have to set special rules just to declare equal oppurtunity

we have to look for special cases to show that everyone can make it



god have mercy on our lives and souls

satan has charred holes in his steel hoof soles

even too hot to handle for mythical worlds,

the sweet scent of exposed skull and bones

the land of milk and honey

drippings of the nectar

of a broken whore, bed covered

in the petals of a foxglove



and, yes, it's true

the slutty rest of the world..

looking at us with delight

cause they, too, want a bigger slice..



you think this place ain't bad, then you ain't been had

or premature seed harmed in kings raping robin hoods' infant

we'll find your expectations have been flattened by indent

unless of course.....it's something much worse



you think this place ain't bad, then you ain't been had

perhaps you've been having fun raping your inbred infant

we swap spit in the afterbirth of a soddamized gohmorrah

a lie of biblical purportions saying saddam sized up gozzilla



god have mercy on our lives and souls

satan has charred holes in his steel hoof soles

even too hot to handle for mythical worlds,

the sweet scent of exposed skull and bones

the land of milk and honey

drippings of the nectar

of a broken whore, bed covered

in the petals of a foxglove



and, yes, it's true

the slutty rest of the world..

looking at us with delight

cause they, too, want a bigger slice..



god,

don't have mercy on our lives and souls

nah,

i don't mean that..

though i'm afraid we deserve it

more and more every day

(what does it come down to?)

more and more every day

(wasted potential)

more and more every day

(what does it come down to?)

more and more every day

(wasted potential)



would it be wrong for me to ask you to keep the people i love most, out of the way

but then i realize here again, for that it is already long too late

...................as i imagine her face

......wish this is something we could escape

god, i wish houdini discovered a way out

just

to turn back the clock and reach the future

but

that's a trick he couldn't survive

cause

holding your breathe you run out of time

....run out of time..

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