Pet-Friend

Pet-Friend

I bought a friend in a petstore,
Boroughed a cage of my mother's,
I called her Dude and I pet her,
At least ten times an hour.

The more I'm surrounded the more I'm alone,
Networks and e-friends have stolen my life,
I'm losing my nature my blood and my skin,
My heart just can't pump the void of the feeds.

One day she got sick and skiny,
I rang all the vets in the city,
She endured all kinds of surgeries,
Medications and allergies.

The more I'm surrounded the more I'm alone,
Networks and e-friends have stolen my life,
I'm losing my nature my blood and my skin,
My heart just can't pump the void of the feeds.

The pain of my petfriend I couldn't bear anymore.
She died in the corner, I broke the machine...

The name of my true friends I cannot spell,
Some day, I'll brake the machine,
The void of myspace friends has pulled me down,
This facebook I'll tear apart.

POUR APPORTER UNE PIERRE AU COMBAT NON-VIOLENT, PARTAGE CET ALBUM A TOUTE OCCASION SUR INTERNET, AUTOUR DE TOI, DANS LES CONCERTS, LES MANIFS ET LES SOIREES. ALBUMS PHYSIQUES DISPONIBLES SUR DEMANDE

If you'd like to help in the non-violent fight we're in, please share this music as mush as you can on the web, in music shows, demonstrations, parties etc. Physical release of the album available on demand.