Вершы: Left For Dead. Splitting Heads. Ripped Up.

Pictures ripped up and rearranged
could you tell them apart in the dark?
you are your own worst enemy
it serves you well
displaced, redeposited where you always wanted to be
displaced, repositioned to where it serves you best
ploy for helplessness
a cry for notice
no one fucking understands you
mask of disenfranchised anger
it all comes down with so much practice
you dont know any more than youve been allowed
the convinience of culture at your disposal
try it on, take it off, bastardize it, leave it there
culture...for you to fuck with