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Март, 3, 2008

Март, 3, 2008

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I’ve felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wonder out where you can’t see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...

I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
This is not the way I pictured me
I can’t control my shakes, how the hell did I get here?
Is it a dream or a memory?

Get outta my head cuz I don’t need this
Why didn’t I see this?
I’m a victim-Manchusian candidate
I-have-sinned-by-just
Makin’ my mind up and takin’ your breath away

you haven’t learned a thing
I haven’t changed a thing
My flesh was in my bones
The pain was always free

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I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
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