Wednesday, 16 April 2008

Regurgitated bullshit on a stick sent into space...no one knew why but he liked doing that

Hard hitting versus mean nothing to the mentally blind
There true meaning lost to fools dancing like they understand
Remember my lingo, criticise my look, hide into the shadows
Step forth and bring your words upon me
Realise I don’t care, I am brain dead to society.

My life has moved on, my brothers have become demons
What are you? Nothing but a user, a pusher, a nobody.
Yeah I fear the world, I fear being alone but what do you have?
False idol lovers and fake plastic friends
I cry at your life and laugh at your attempt to rectify

It’s too late, words are not enough
Sacrifice yourself and save face
You lost the race and have nothing left
They used you Fucker! Now what do you have?
Broken promises and a broken heart.

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