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skitzo locked in a padded room
IP:
yo... im more unpredictable than a book without words
ill share the gift in full for a look at gods earth
and its reason for being, for seeming so bleek and unredeeming
for an explanation of lifes shitty moments
for a sedation of pain besides being a poet
freedom from truth is where im yearning to lie
i see dumb youth tryin to lie in your eye
a joke a scam a figment of your mind
if only the truth they knew i had deep down inside
i want peace, cursed with third eye vision
the angels of death have arisen, blood hunt of souls is beginnin
gods creature bearing the pressure of one man sinnin
turning to god and says thats what ive givin
you know my prayers and answers to always come through
im wondering why,how come celebrities do
greedy people and poisoned hearts
jesus christ god, answer the fucking question, rip it apart
how come im shit on while the rest play the part
its insane, your judgement and ways of being
im losing, im seeing hells angels leaving
dealing your souls while the world continues wheeling
hurdling spinning towards your endless suffering
fuck god hes hateful itll be a rough burning
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