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loath, i've been subjected to what you've said, you're pissing harder than what you know is right, a joke where you stand, no thought overflow, look down on the upside, take, you've taken more than enough away, you say tomorrow is just another world, that'll choke in you throat, so you dope up the flow, and look down on the upside, slave. you get what you bring, tired. or you get what we give, i feel like i'm stuck in between, again, again, again and again, break, a broken spirit is what you gave, you hold the pieces of what you know are mine, crawl back in your hole, and choke on the bone, of what's left on the outside, never again, never again, just leave what is mine, throw you away, test me over time, to bad things aren't what they seem my friend, to be my friend, too bad this is all i try, to bad things aren't what they seem again, seem again, i've washed right out, of my dear old past, that was the filth on me