we watched as you sold your flesh for an abstract deity of hollow traces.
And how quick to forget the need for authenticity. Empty form replaces
reality through the fantasy of a public gaze.
devoid of any content when the curtain is raised
yet its complacency that familiarity breeds
and we are just as much to blame.
We all sleep and wait for the all abrasive hand of control to surface
the commodity fetish -- an all consuming want for nothing
New Song will be on the 7 inch.
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