Always Something on Sale
Just a short one tonight, friends. There's always something on sale... Are we really any better off for it? (man we really best get off of this) Heh, you know I'm not afraid of your jail, I just don't see much difference, Between that and this shit, But... Except that incarceration, May I say in conclusion, It's only really missing, The day-to-day illusion, of choice.
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