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So quick to judge
So quick to blame Its all part of your game He said She said Truth just a word in the dictionary You seek to destroy everything that is pure Trapped in your world of filth Drowning in your own lies Your rotting corpse riddled with flies And yet you prevail The masses feeding into your every word Buying your every lie Thriving on the gossip and films at eleven Eclipsing all that is real Nothing left now but your plastic reels |
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darkness erupts
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Sweet!
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NICE
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Good flow of a subject too true,ty
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