panopticon

from LP 2012 by Blunt Guts

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Undisciplined animal in disguise.

How does it taste shitting where you eat? Infantile man. Thinking the world owes you something.

Atmosphere is toxic. Victimize your loved ones. Stockholm syndrome ensues by the man who provides.

You never know what intricacies lie behind closed doors. The domestic structure is not so ideal.

Atmosphere is toxic. Victimize your loved ones. You don't deserve family or the roof over your head.

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from LP 2012, released August 5, 2012

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