Fiona Turner on Nostr: Worlds fucked I'm barely breathing Lets have a bonfire sale Of trash & tears Fascists ...

Worlds fucked
I'm barely breathing
Lets have a bonfire sale
Of trash & tears
Fascists yelling
I want my country back
Faces full of dread & fears
We crack
Tune into my radio
To banging beats
Earworms in my sleep
And all those bloody love songs
Drowing out the news
Weeping blues
It's mental but we're all dying
Look away now
Stare at the ground
Anywhere but here today
Drink shots & beers
Bodies grinding
Jerking, twerking
Killing it tonight
Lets forget the pains still there in the morning.
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