The loud distorted noise makers
Crunch and bang through my head
Like a cruel being stabbing a screwdriver
Into a child's football
Killing all fun
This could last for hours as there slipping into a more of a drunken possessed like state
Tricking themselves into the self proclaimed geniuses that there not
There are no team players anymore
I am not a team player
To do that i'd have to surrender all heart and soul
Leave it the hands of an uncompromising burning school
Let it hit
Until i'm into a box
Moving on...
In a cardboard room
Hey there is some medieval toys hanging from the walls
Shadows of torture
Belonging to the dusty long hair
With a look that shades our past
Modernising and somehow making it relevant to pass in the present world
I can't help but laugh
So keep making those sounds you razor noise makers
Punishing the senses until all rational thought is gone
I smile and can't help but join in
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