Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Control is simple. Did you get your decoder ring? Drink ovaltine! We are happy to enslave ourselves. Wanton and willingly Greatest hoodwink ever. Shiny baubles we can never afford but feel we need. Credit is slavery dressed up as Santa Claus Even the smartest of us feel it’s bite upon their wrists

The prayer was sent out
It seemed to have been heard
I saw “a” truth
But I don’t know what it meant
I have not not tried since
What’s the point?
Apathy is the simplest way
Acknowledgement breeds responsibility
Who has time for that?

Each moment I feel But I can’t facilitate It’s forever But it’s right now I can’t make right Its all coalesced Yet I’m stuck in my own selfish place Wanting acceptance As I fight to be alone Upon a rictus grin I can not be normal I’ve made sure But for it I yearn This dichotomy is my life And Upon t...

Make believe pretend. What once, we told children, is not real. Has now become truth. If it’s what they want you to hear. It’s Santa Claus It the booger man It’s im too weak to know for myself. It’s insanity wholesale. No need for elucidation. Good shit is good shit Swallow it like vitamins. Might n...

I’d rather suffer than be normal
The making of fire brings wealth
Can’t work for nothing
As nothing is free
My time is worth more than all things
Someone else deems important

Truth is a thing outside of time
We pretend we own
And just play games upon
As water eats rock
Our beliefs are farts in the wind

Knowing shit ain’t right
Please give me drugs
So I can be normal
It is hard being alone
Knowing how I feel
Is wrong
Supposedly

Tell me how to live?
Commercials telling me what to buy?
You are more than a joke
You disgust me

With your make believe tell me true
Worse than anything I could of thunk
When I was five
Playing by myself
With no one to there to tell me

Given and taken
Who is in control
Can’t own the air
The truth seeks to be known
And it’s way transcends all of mankind
Fuck a printing press
You lose
The truth was a thing before man lit it’s first fire

The water from the stream Is the breath of my dreams I didn’t choose it It’s just where I live As it’s you and me Nothing different Cept thoughts in our brains Our truth is the same As there is only one It’s just how we perceive it Limitless in its beauty As in its pain Get lost in the fore Not the ...

She new
It was always us
Sharing
Connecting
No matter how disparate
The words are our vessel
In them
There is no distance

She knew
It was always us
Sharing
Connecting
No matter how disparate
The words are our vessel
And in them
There is no distance

Still happening hardcore
Presence still felt

Connect
Find your good place
It’s not given
It’s sought

As In this make believe
Commercial world
They are feeding us

Goodness needs sharing
And who better

How many times
Have I apologized
When my truth
Was diametrically opposed
How many times have I
Given in
Accepted
Garbage, just to not be different
Too many