(average data banks, acid meta-programming,
cybernetic craft industries, alternate lifestyle, nihilistic interpretation
– how do we build up an indigenous database?
guerrilla activity, bombing, sniping, kidnappings… manifesto!)
Why didn’t you run with me
You shouldn’t have played for free
Just fucking around with me
Memories mending broken hearts
Lost ground was made
Kinda thought you’d stay
Giving it all away
So you shouldn’t have hung around
We’ll see all you’ll be
Not heart but deluded
It never sort of suited
Some clothes are never worn
It’s over you’ve seen
The time stands still to plea
Having acted on given tree
Which branch had not been taken
