This Day Forward Abandon The Abbreviated World
It's a violation against our will. Ten men in business
suits forging this masquerade. Words are dead. This is
intangible. Coming through in digital. The billboards
burn while we make our own space. Their heads all turn
while we reset the pace. Don't follow these signs. It is
a violation against our will and faith. Ten men in
business suits forging this masquerade. Don't follow
these signs on this road to nowhere. Don't follow these
signs they all lead to nowhere. The billboards burn while
we make our own space. Their heads all turn while we
reset the pace. Don't follow these signs. Words are dead.
This is intangible. Coming through in digital. Their
words are dead to us. It's all around you, it's in the
air you breathe, and now it's closing in, we have to
abandon. These words. They are material. They are
abbreviated. Like sand blown by the wind.
