They’ve came across another aesthetic junction
Sexual politics, Marxism, feminism and sincerity,
For too long now we’ve relied on artistic license
Poetic justice, clichéd woe, ridicule and debauchery,
I’ve accepted that narcissism is plagued by self loathing
Egotism, female chauvinism, humanism and society,
Once you’ve realised that all human thought is flawed
Pretension, philosophy, mathematics and fallacy,
The depreciative stare of solemn eyes lay upon the satirical drought brought forth by wasteful souls whose intense dementia denies reasoning a chance as they casually resign themselves to the synthetic trivialities we’ve kept as universal truths.
I once claimed to have a satirical detachment, a mind were logic bore no credence, so as a matter of factual rejection I stole from the thief’s, the intellectual colossuses of our collective history whose blatant vanity blinds their judgement to this very day.
For inspiration as they say is but a commodity, a product of our times; whether or not you sell your shares or are willing to play the markets you’re still in the business of profit and loss.
We’ve watched the sun go down on faith.
Sexual politics, Marxism, feminism and sincerity,
For too long now we’ve relied on artistic license
Poetic justice, clichéd woe, ridicule and debauchery,
I’ve accepted that narcissism is plagued by self loathing
Egotism, female chauvinism, humanism and society,
Once you’ve realised that all human thought is flawed
Pretension, philosophy, mathematics and fallacy,
The depreciative stare of solemn eyes lay upon the satirical drought brought forth by wasteful souls whose intense dementia denies reasoning a chance as they casually resign themselves to the synthetic trivialities we’ve kept as universal truths.
I once claimed to have a satirical detachment, a mind were logic bore no credence, so as a matter of factual rejection I stole from the thief’s, the intellectual colossuses of our collective history whose blatant vanity blinds their judgement to this very day.
For inspiration as they say is but a commodity, a product of our times; whether or not you sell your shares or are willing to play the markets you’re still in the business of profit and loss.
We’ve watched the sun go down on faith.