everywhere you looked there was confusion, violence, drama and drugs so
many righteous revolutionaries spouting utopian love everyone shrouded
in purple haze then one day they woke up from their dream state they
found themselves no more at peace than before older, meek, and conformed
empty causes a bluster for the soul, a fix for their mind empty causes
cling to everything you find well, the shots rang out like popcorn and
the chief was hit and rushed out of sight the mohawk-chain, leather
brigade rejoiced maliciously on that night someone cried out "fuck the
government" his mates couldn't define what he meant so no one gave him
the time of day and the scene died away empty causes a war for the
body, an army in the mind empty causes losing steam as time goes by
could it be that everybody selfishly desires their own personal retinue
and that causes are just manifestations of too much time and far to
little to do empty causes direction for the soul, conviction for the
mind empty causes cling to everything you find empty causes you've got
yours and i've got mine
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