Shai Hulud Orwell Letras:
So you say it's all about credentials. What do you
know about honor? Surely you can overlook
principle for some momentary incentive. These are
the scales of justice, as long as they tip your
way. But my face could never make the front page.

I can hardly stomach it. I can barely keep it
down. What I'm supposed to fight for. What I
should be proud of. This ethnocentric falsehood. A
nation of backseat drivers. In a shot-out car
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named Ego, that takes me nowhere.

Won't be ruled by the media, won't be ruled by
cathode ray. Won't pass any judgement based on
your hall of the story. And you claim no hypocrisy
in the existence of a Papacy? Where's the
separation of church and state?

How am I free? Or am I free at all?

This blessed screen let's you know exactly where i
am. Market my information. I've been naked since
birth.
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