Consumption lyrics
by Primitive Man
Instability inherited
Mistakes blossom like spring failures
The weeds around this rotting house
How will I remember the good years
When the last quarter century has been so f*cking bad?
How will I cherish now
When life only comes with a lease?
Living in a dying world
World peace is a dream long dead
No man is a brother of mine
No leach
No leach
Will claim
Themselves to be a friend of mine again
I'm not sorry
Until the last pig
Takes its last f*cking breath
You can't trust
A f*cking thing
That you read
That you see
That you f*ck
That you feel
That you meet
Planet or garbage dump?