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Suicidal society

Gathered masses here to see

Broken systems

Life's a plague

It's the new normal

As we degenerate

Our depression fetish is

So apparent, isn't it?

Death toll rising, we all laugh

Dying, oh, what's better than that?

Empty bottles, bloody tubs

The allure of death, we're in love

What can we do about this?

Suppose we could slit our wrists

Negative and bleak outlook

After all the time we took

We do not care anymore

If we find bodies on the floor

It has become rite of passage

Adulthood is craving your own ashes

This thing must be acknowledged

Before we are all demolished