The Exclusion Zones
The exclusion zones. Everything that makes you feel better, makes you feel worse. The exclusion zones. I want to heal the world with my powers. I want to take on the African Sahara and make it rain. Maybe you would like a better world? A nice environment to share with. I don't understand cultures but I believe in the human condition. The soul, the spirit and all that is inbetween. The exclusion zones. They are what should not be in society.
The exclusion zones. There's no black and white, they all deal in grey. They exhaust my thinking, they need to change their ways. My weak misanthropy. It's compassionate if I'm a thinking politician. And I am a thinking politician. Seriously in decline I've cancelled myself out. What a silly way to declare myself one thing that cancels the other out. Anybody who goes beyond either spectrum I try to set foot in I view with envy or despair. Perhaps a mix of both considering the way I am - a compassionate misanthrope.
The exclusion zones. Why can't these people reach out......isn't that what humanity is all about? I stray too close to preacher but I only want to teach others in how to live their lives. I make the mistake of believing that I can make a difference in a person's life. That I can have a say because I live in a democracy. A democracy all filled with lies but that's besides the point. Backhanders, backstabbers, what does it matter, it's all the same. I fell in love with Jimmy Clarke last night but quickly fell out again.
The exclusion zones. Can't understand those who can't wait for me to get their hands off them. I thought everyone loved hugs and kisses but I guess I was wrong. Getting intimate is like getting rabies or something. These crazy people just don't know what they're missing. Or are they missing out at all. I guess it's all wasted energy.
Please leave me alone. I do not want your advice. I would rather die in my own bed than get locked inside the thoughts of your head. It's nothing personal but you fail to understand the basic principles: to each their own. If you knew how much we wait for the day for society to crumble, then you'd know to stop letting out your thoughts from becoming humble.
The exclusion zones. There's no black and white, they all deal in grey. They exhaust my thinking, they need to change their ways. My weak misanthropy. It's compassionate if I'm a thinking politician. And I am a thinking politician. Seriously in decline I've cancelled myself out. What a silly way to declare myself one thing that cancels the other out. Anybody who goes beyond either spectrum I try to set foot in I view with envy or despair. Perhaps a mix of both considering the way I am - a compassionate misanthrope.
The exclusion zones. Why can't these people reach out......isn't that what humanity is all about? I stray too close to preacher but I only want to teach others in how to live their lives. I make the mistake of believing that I can make a difference in a person's life. That I can have a say because I live in a democracy. A democracy all filled with lies but that's besides the point. Backhanders, backstabbers, what does it matter, it's all the same. I fell in love with Jimmy Clarke last night but quickly fell out again.
The exclusion zones. Can't understand those who can't wait for me to get their hands off them. I thought everyone loved hugs and kisses but I guess I was wrong. Getting intimate is like getting rabies or something. These crazy people just don't know what they're missing. Or are they missing out at all. I guess it's all wasted energy.
Please leave me alone. I do not want your advice. I would rather die in my own bed than get locked inside the thoughts of your head. It's nothing personal but you fail to understand the basic principles: to each their own. If you knew how much we wait for the day for society to crumble, then you'd know to stop letting out your thoughts from becoming humble.
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