everything will be free
Everything will be free, eventually. Trust me, everything will be free.
When we have spent ourselves into ruin, saving nothing and no one in the process
Everything will be free.
When we finally learn that hate has been fuelling our economy all along And we’ve exhausted every genocidal impulse to determine who belongs
Then everything will be free.
The price of entry to every nation shall match that of entry to the world itself We are repossessed of our material wealth for defaulting payment on our mental health And our rulers can no longer avoid the inevitable options left on the policy shelf
Then, and only then, everything will be free.
When no insurance claim can account for acts of disaster so cursed As the ice caps burn and the seasons reverse A thick mist blocks out all light, we cannot tell day from night And we choke on the fumes of our industry, thinking ‘something’s… not… quite… right…’
You will not be saved, but you will be free. Trust me, everything will be free.
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