Self-made ... reasoning
Ecclesiastes 4:5
5 The fool folds his hands
And consumes his own flesh.
Self-made ... reasoning
If time is mine ... why shouldn’t others to pay for it?
If I’m lost in myself ... why not blame someone else?
If I’m a lonely bird ... why do my kind all flock together?
They’re self-made like me ... cloned as you can tell
If I am death on wheels ... am I searching for a victim?
If I search for equality ... is it to step on someone else?
I don’t care much about truth … I hate the thought of it
I just like to be noticed ... I made that one up myself
So I “pee” on my fellowman ... so I can get even.
Now I am all wet … but revenge is boiling near.
Oh yes, I’ll be ruthless ... and I will show no mercy
for iniquity is my middle name ... and it’s built on your fears.
Jan Wienen
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