Bureaucracy: a democracy in an office But I don't remember electing the bastard I work for He just sucked cock all the way to the top Come to think of it then I guess it's really like our government Look at this world We created order where there was emptiness rather than chaos Fill out a form, take a seat And wait for your turn to die Might as well just hang yourself with red tape You'll just end up dying in the process of asking for help Crushed in the gears of our shitty health system None of this makes any fucking sense A society believing its own hype Built on borrowed power Calculating nothing with exact precision Think about it If we're at the top of the food chain Since it's a cycle, we're also at the bottom At least a maggot eats and shits for a purpose and feeds the earth We defecate in porcelain sculptures And pretend it disappears when it's flushed away It's a good thing we die eventually Or else it would be even harder to take any of this seriously And it's only in death that we really find our place Where we finally belong Inner peace is nothing compared to having a purpose and a reason We are meat for maggots