I claimed with indecision,
“Constant growth will rule the nation”
Was there no time to feel it?
Shot foot out of frustration
Did I sense greed in you?
What’s yours is mine, a profit which lead you to
Boxed homes, mortgage loans,
neighborhood out of control.
I should have known…
Kenopsia presides in utopic archetypes
Death knows, men are grown, men are grown, time alone
useless scholar degree
Death it grows…
Lust - Pride.
Planets Roll. Without Aim.
So Artistic, so narcissistic.
No empty space to hide in shame.
you had it then you left it, what did you sacrifice?
Was there no choice?
You had it, then you left it,
Did you have a voice?
I believed it all...
Amazon of tasteless collars,
Rapid paced, aware of dollar,
merry men in prevailing worlds,
Soiled by self-ambition curled.
Promised power & wealth, enjoyed
Transformation of the self employed
Destroying what we have,
The Circumstance of modern man.
released March 10, 2016
Written and performed by:
Kendra Cox // drums
John O'Connor // bass
Alexander Barr // guitar, vocals
Produced by KA & Shawn Simmons at Studio Litho.
Mixed at Red Room by Shawn Simmons.
Photo by Allyce Andrew
Art direction by Kendra Cox.
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