Fake People
fake people looking like sheeple.
fake people looking like...
okay, let’s get this started.
it’s l-u-k-a parted.
fake people all around us.
we see them; they surround us.
we see them on our tellies
when we stuffing our bellies
with jellies and some junk food
just because that shit tastes good.
we don’t care bout our bodies.
instead we talking audis.
man, look at all these humans.
they are constantly fuming.
they walk around the streets like
they are zombies, and it’s like
this every time we strolling
around the place; controlling
every move that they making.
every smile they are faking.
they sucked the life out of us
and told us that they love us,
but we saw what they plotted
and stopped it as we spotted.
and now all that we’re left with
are real people we dealt with
fake people.
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With love,
Luka.