I heart Die Antwoord

Jeet Kune Do

Oppressed Majority

a poem - "Coward"

That's why I can't ever remember.
I remember the worst and want to forget
I've been taught to regret
regressive thought process i so often ingest
apologies, I barter something awful for bliss
but thats the problem I guess
why the sting of slight drops me to depths
ive seen the abyss
its haunted by monsters that crawl in the flesh
dissolve from within
dont want that again