Fuck you,
Your psyche,
And fuck your reality
The lightning,
The black,
The end of you all
There’s sickness
In your eyes
All you didn’t know
Will be their right
The taming abuse
The glamorous freaks
Now I rest
With the smoke in my chest
Left to confide
Of the horrors inside
We don’t hit the deck
We flip the table
If you wanna spit shit
We’re at the bottom of the label
Lucid
In disguise
With demons on my side
You’re wasting your life keeping up with me
The fixing in their guise
Of schizoids gone fish-eyed
The taming misuse
Blushing at the flirt of death
Now I rest
With the smoke in my chest
Left to confide
Of the horrors inside
We don’t hit the deck
We flip the table
If you wanna spit shit
We’re at the bottom of the label
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