High-venom advantage. The predator I wanna be, offense, tired of being defensive prey. Time to fight back. Don't look before you jump. All I hear are heartbeats off-rhythm and static. I've got white noise syndrome-- I can't stand the quiet. Follow your leader with a gunshot, the system decides what end you're on. Pledge allegiance to cultural grievance, scapegoat in discussed agreements, moral uprising. The leopards will never be satisfied. So protect your face, or ready the cages.
No more do-nothing, say-nothing, explain-nothing lives. Broadcast the daunting, let your worries and fears rest on shoulders other than your own. Atlas is not to be idolized.
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