Misanthrope Boogie

from Hoarder by Dandelion Massacre

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lyrics

I met a man who looked just like you
He had a funny face too
He looked just like you
He looked just like me
He looked like everybody that I've ever seen
Well in my dreams and when I'm awake
I never even start to fake

The things I do
The things I see
Because I live for eternity
And even after I die
I always question why
Why we do the things we do
And what we do them for

If love doesn't last forever
Then what's the point in getting married?
What's the point in having kids at all?
Reproduction should just stop
Mankind should die off
And we could hold each others hands and fall
Into the cold and meaningless
Of the lonely and depressed
Life inside of a shopping mall
Buying things will make happy
Or at least temporarily
Consuming consumes us all

I met a man who had no brain
So me and him we thought the same
About our life
About our death
About every single breath
About the beginning
About the end
About all the time we spend

And we waste and can't remember
Through the cold and long December
And even in the summer
I drink I smoke myself dumber
I snort I swallow
So come on follow me