What is the capacity of our lives
How much [bad word] can we fit to satisfy the fetish
Of [bad word] 
Possessions, [bad word] of happiness
I can't resist the overindulgence in this [bad word] 
In order to [bad word] understand our ridiculousness
I would have to been stripped
Taken away from my ever-growing mountain of bits
It's not just a disorder of the rich
It's nearly American to be stuck in this ditch
Even when the majority is living in the pits
At what [bad word] point can we agree that we really have enough?
As the mountain forges upward, we suffocate in an abundant heap of our own chattels
Assets like a [bad word]  to satisfy
Sufficiency is a dream
The modern perception of adequacy is a [bad word] disgust
Desire is an infinite void with out borders that can never fulfill the eternal lust
If only we could see the boundaries
Perhaps we would be able to draw the line to separate what we [bad word] need
Self-gratification seems [bad word] wrapped in plastic
With a price tag on it and every [bad word] store seems to have it
We are told to soak it up
To keep a full cup
And this is considered a blessing
What the [bad word]