Just thoughtless words of filth filled with influence
You no longer feel the presence of wit
Losing all self made shape is an easy step up
And reality is a maze being truly unable to lie
Simplicity, the twisted lifework, so full of might, your cheap disguise
Trust me with no ****ing doubt but pride
Learn at last to read now between the lines
Weakness for remorse is an instrument
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And irony means wisdom if you are soon to try
The sicker things will join me now!!!
Out of mind, revering echoes, so full of shit, your plastic kingdom
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