In the U.S.A., we ignore our reflection on the TV screen while we grit thirty minutes of sound bites each night,
Scraps of stories served between drug ads from a buffet of Rx’s to help us
EAT SLEEP SHIT PISS [...]
In the U.S.A., we ignore our reflection on the TV screen while we grit thirty minutes of sound bites each night,
Scraps of stories served between drug ads from a buffet of Rx’s to help us
EAT SLEEP SHIT PISS [...]
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