punk rock in the PC age

Cigarette smell on skulking clothes, low cut tops and poor blood flow. crazy kids, leather jackets. you can’t burn the whole world down if you don’t start with your own house.

you can’t hope to spark the kindling of
your own guilt
if you won’t kill
after you claim to be killer,

new world
order filler the GD
Internet was built for,
I guess.

Am I supposed to feel blessed for your checks and balances and online mobs, PC gods, slobs of conviction protecting one sect just to rob his neighbour?

Do me a favour?

Keep your fucking day job.


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