True Mathematics
Takaru * Track #2 On Split with A Light In The Attic
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True Mathematics Lyrics
We can never count the value of our trusted true comrades
80.000 times four hours equals something more than shit
But here we are, left with nothing but infighting, countless songs
Of revolution, and pointless signs
It's the empty set, we are all tolerated
And we have not turned into a threat
Our countless votes are left uncounted, our pleading letters are of no concern
And yet we fight on... For what?
The limit of our potential
As our numbers grow to infinity
Still approaches zero
It's still fucking zero
It seems stagnant
It seems stagnant
Things never change
It's all the same
We're hypocrites
Our next action?
Our next action?
Recalculate!