A chase begins from worried whims of sophisticated irony,
Begin to run, begin the race.
sit still and chose your favorite face.
elect your king to run amok
and once again in tragedy we're stuck,
have fun and vote
"we know they count"
and then we'll gloat
from our account we earned that which we asked for.
the race of man shall not forgive
a pity victory by uncle Sam
who's reaping so much from earth's hand.
"lets all buy what we can't afford"
and leave the trash bellow ignored
another fool we can't accept
but still we have TWO
to see in depth.
on CNN and NBC
what sickness is becoming me?
Vote or Die?
Voter, Die.
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