the new drug
All hail the new drug! It's going to make an artist out of you! All hail the new drug! You're going to feel brand new! All hail the new drug! You'll finally be able to paint generic remakes of Van Gogh and Frida Kahlo! You'll feel alive ‘cause you're just so dead inside Aren't you?! Your aches and pains and frustrations Come from a very deep place in your traumatised Nonexistent existentialist soul. You're so liberal, political, inspirational, nihilist and existential. A product of filtered words and ideas. Filtered images and slow paced films. Non filtered music. And the same old paintings. You're a star. You're a whore. You're a saint. You're a pig. You are everything. But still nothing. So relatable. So real. A carbon copy of a jaded idea. All hail the new drug! Maybe this one will really kill you! But we all hail the drug, The old, the banned ...