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Check in. Shut up.
Clock ticks. Pills up.
Door spins. Life thin.
Here we go again...

Welcome back, same ward, same bed,
Paperwork stacked with the things you said.
They call it care, I call it a trade,
Money in the bank every time I fade.

Silence my voice, sedate my core,
Release me broken through the revolving door.
Sins in the gutter, souls on the floor,
Counting us like cattle, waiting for more.

Round and round, the door keeps turning,
Beds keep filled, their bank keeps earning.
Round and round, the souls return,
Scroll still screams — let it burn.

They say recovery, I see a scheme,
A cycle of shadows dressed up as a dream.
Discharge papers, see you in a week,
Freedom’s a lie when the future’s this bleak.

I’m not your patient, you have no cure,
I’m a storm in the system you can’t endure.
You profit off pain, you harvest despair,
But I walk back in — you act like you care.

Shut me up.
Lock the gate.
Spin me out.
Reset the state.
Shut me up.
Lock the gate.
Spin me out.
Repeat my fate.

Round and round, the door keeps turning,
Beds keep filled, their bank keeps earning.
Round and round, the souls return,
Scroll still screams — let it burn.

Not care… just profit.
Not healing… just orbit.
Door keeps spinning…
But I’ll burn it down.

Check in. Shut up.

Welcome back Commander! 👾

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Check in. Shut up.

cyber.kabbalist