The 21st Century is Killing Me
I felt so dislocated
A polyurethane plastic mess
I was wandering streets of concrete
I was breathing poison breath
I was crushed by claustrophobia
I crawled through nature's war
I needed to be calmer than the karma sutra
I swam in the plastic bag sea
The 21st century is killing me...
Writer/s: Claire Pilling, John Robb, Nick Brown, Peter Byrchmore, Robert Haynes
