Clockwork Of Meat Industry Testo

caught between a dozen friends, family members and a reason to forget. sometime greed could displace the fact that grain could feed more. guess evolution never planned cross continent cow transports. so far so good, sorry mike, the neo-liberal idea could bring you pain. it gave us a good excuse, and something to remember. something like the echoes of a thousand cries, lost in the noise, in the pounding sound of killings in the beat, the clockwork of meat industry. but i found out that the promised pack of daily proteins is a cocktail of created bullshit. another contract with the pharmacy in hand, tell me Im right, tell me Im strong, Id choose a beer instead of roast to party on. theyd rather tell you that your policy was wrong than save you. caught between a circumstance, traditional aspects and a reason to forget about the time. sometime a tiny change in habit, call it a sacrifice, of a human being? sort me out! at least i can sleep overnight, without a bitter taste.