Why have I been blacklisted from life? Who put us in these no win scenarios? Why did his “career” require such an immensely cruel sacrifice? I am being shown why I was so willing to enrage the cruelest murderers on earth for an art project. I’ve been PROVOKING them into torturing me to torture him. The more I learn the worse and better it gets.
I don’t regret warring on our slavers one bit. I had nothing to lose and I still don’t. I’ve been turned into an illegal alien in the town where I was born. LOOK AT THEM and wonder what they are planning next. I (and all of you) have been warred on our entire lives in a myriad of ways, mostly at mental and financial levels. It is NOT OKAY to play these SICK games with our lives!
I have this wild fantasy where structures like the espionage and legal systems in the United States unite and start defending the people who inhabit this nation. Wouldn’t that that be something to behold? Imagine what that would be like. A real big slave revolt. Doesn’t everyone feel that gun being held up to our heads? Isn’t everyone weary of having to make a deal with the devil just to keep finding food?
What if “the Americans” actually became the good guys in spite of all the lies and traps that have been continually set for us from abroad? Yes, true to our reputation, we have been stupid but even we can wise up.
. . .
Time's running out. She's not happy with the cost.
There'd be no doubt, only she's forgotten
much more than she's lost.
. . .
Cami - This Year’s Girl
"La Chica De Hoy (This Year's Girl)" Letra
Vi su foto en mil lugares, ella es la chica de hoy
Todos se sienten dueños de la chica de hoy
Olvida tus modales
Tu lirica elegante
Porque siempre te ha dado igual la chica de hoy
Y como esperas que se comporte la chica de hoy
La boca abierta y destruida porque es la chica de hoy
Nunca sabes si es verdad el encanto
Tanta oferta de placer sin llanto
Mientras la divierte el tedio por ser la chica de hoy
El tiempo ya se acabó y le cobró
Sin duda ya, ella olvido lo mucho que perdió
Tal vez tu ingenio acorrale a la chica de hoy
Y sueñes con revolcarte con la chica de hoy
Musica insoportable, diarios tranquilizantes
Premios de modelaje Coartadas de salon
No hay, sorpresas para la chica de hoy
No hay, sorpresas para la chica de hoy
No hay, sorpresas para la chica de hoy
. . .
“This Year's Girl" lyrics
See her picture in a thousand places
'cause she's this year's girl.
You think you all own little pieces
of this year's girl.
Forget your fancy manners,
forget your English grammar,
'cause you don't really give a damn
about this year's girl.
Still you're hoping that she's well spoken
'cause she's this year's girl.
You want her broken with her mouth wide open
'cause she's this year's girl.
Never knowing it's a real attraction,
all these promises of satisfaction,
while she's being bored to distraction
being this year's girl.
Time's running out. She's not happy with the cost.
There'd be no doubt, only she's forgotten
much more than she's lost.
A bright spark might corner the market
in this year's girl.
You see yourself rolling on the carpet
with this year's girl.
Those disco synthesizers,
those daily tranquilizers,
those body building prizes,
those bedroom alibis,
all this, but no surprises for this year's girl.
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl.
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl.
