Rot baby rot
We both decay,
Minute by minute
Day after Day,
So what are we waiting for
Why are we happy to be slaves,
To a corrupt system
That exploits us every way,
Rot baby rot
We both decay,
Let’s both escape
And let’s run away,
To find a new place
Free and safe,
In our own paradise
Living life to the full,
Every single day
No longer fearful,
No more are we afraid,
Rot baby rot
We both decay,
But happy to be free
In an existential display.
fauxcroft 
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