The Hotelier

The Hotelier

Our Lives Would Make A Sad Boring Movie
Composição de (The Hotel Year)
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To the people making life from lust, abusing trust, and the fuckers who made fools out of the best of us:  
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You've swayed the public thought that they're all that they've bought, and otherwise they're ugly people that  
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will soon be dust. 

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And to the schools that brought us up and had us 'socialized', teaching us the world through hall passes and  
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single file lines. We are discouraged to ask questions or to raise a fist. No wonder nobody can tell there's  
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something so much fucking bigger than this. 


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And we say everyday that we won't grow up to live the lives that they do, and yet we only walk on footsteps  
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that they set for us instead of clearing paths towards promised lands we dreamt about, and better worlds we  
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read about. 


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We leave our higher educations that we all 'must' get with a signature stamped paper and a mound of debt.  
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The bank has got us by the throat and then we're forced to settle for the jobs we hate, 9 to 5, 40 hours,  
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40 years til the day we are too weak to work, too frail to play. No friends or lovers because they've all  
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passed away. We've waited for this day all of our lives long, and on our death bed the stereo plays our  
favorite teenage anthem song.  

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We sing along. 

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And to white, middle-class, suburban kids: start dealing with your privileges. Smash your TV, read a book, or  
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see the world instead. Enjoy the simple things in life because you can, like your family, friends, community,  
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and local bands. 
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If there's one thing in your life that you'll never forget, its that we're dead in the future but we're not  
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dead yet. Your life starts right now so start acting like it, or else you'll wake up one day feeling like a  
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silhouette.

Enviado por: Gustavo Silva

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