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I was not born, I was hatched |
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From larva to pupa, tank to coffin |
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Tearing affection I showed with my teeth |
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Crawled from the egg to feed on mother's frustration |
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Hell was made flesh and bred with goats |
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Allegiance born to replace us in face and name |
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The kingdom of apathy ruled by cattle |
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****, scathe, destroy, burn |
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What foul majik is this? Hideous and perfect |
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Drowned out by children singing |
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We are all the same, the monster in human |
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Is inhumane |
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If I gave you a pound of my sacred flesh |
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Would you sew closed that ****ing mouth? |
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Always messing inside my head |
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All that troublesome talk just turns to wrath |
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If I drew a picture of what makes me violent |
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I'd give you a shining blade as your answer |
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See your angelic reflection while carving |
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Trenches into your face |
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They put poison in my tank, lucid poltergeist |
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In the form of a child |
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We are all the same, the monster in human |
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Is inhumane |
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Passing my fingers past your tonsils |
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To retrieve your shining soul |
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Let the rot-red angst drip from my nails |
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Kiss past my teeth to your pure opal |
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Vile airborne demon in my breath |
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Past the age when you don't care anymore |
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Wounded by the pen, conquered by a sales pitch |
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Her black cherry just turned sour |
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Cogsmen and sweaters all-reel in terror |
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Screaming, convulsing, it's so deranged |
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We are all the same, the monster in human is inhumane |
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Sleep now, hush... |
