Im language ---- what you say when you least trust You use me in uses I have no fun While

the winds sing of peace and of praises You are non stop goddamn it .tedious The economy mocks your science It laughs at how you Non-profit yourself as though youre master of the universe what you cannot comprehend or fathom Its uncouth that you vouchsafe ignorance Even when its funny as hell to watch It lacks satire and irony It makes you appear less fearsome you know What is gothic is what you disappear The large and gaping hole of your heart