Tekster: Acme. To Reduce The Choir To One Soloist. Blind.

Philosophizing with this smiling of brightness you are living silent in the same way little less than the people you hate feeling great about the things you've done about the war you've won incinsiderate your intellectual mask has made you judge you so fast your fucked up great experience is your evidence your right to do anything to give a shit on everything resignation is your justification blind conclusions are your solutions I want to see you without the mask I want to see your blinded eyes