The Dark Co-Opt

Stop telling me to get a job
When you spill the beans on everything I’m thinking of
And when you split the seam just so
That is when I run and go
To get a million miles from here
You will never be dear
And that will never be enough
Don’t equate earnings with love
Because it can be a symbol true
But the symbol’s nothing if I don’t have you
And if I don’t have you then you’ll never have me
Because I want to be free
Not in a dark co-opt
I want this car stopped
I will make the call on the morrow
This marks an end to my sorrow

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