The Crowd - Operation Ivy
wrenched into the world, deanaesthetized blurry images fit their way through halfway opened eyes awakened by alarm fifteen minutes of hygiene twenty minutes of eating thirty seconds to the door I looked outside I looked into the eyes of the impersonal mob I've seen a thousand times before feeling under covers like books on a shelf if we're scared of one another must be scared of our self more than just another crowd we need a gathering instead drink drink in the badland liquid bread for the poor another member of the crowd goes down to drown at the liquor store choose your escape in the heartland of product and demand when you feel like a wasp in the swarm you gotta get away anyway that you can
Artist: Operation Ivy
Title: The Crowd