GIG REVIEW: Poppy – The Last Disagreement
Bury me six feet deep, cover me in concrete, turn me into a street.
Bury me six feet deep, cover me in concrete, turn me into a street.
If you’re living in the minute here’s your mother fucking anthem.
Are you living? Can you hear me?
If God is watching us, this must be what it wants.
With every decision phased and finalized, I keep descending,
And no one remembers my face, my name.
If not now, then when?
It’s time to be the change you want to witness.
Shed your modesty.
Blood starved machine in a feeding frenzy.