Your smalltown ignorance makes me fucking sick do you really think that this is it?
Here comes the aftermath here comes the pain don't scratch the surface ever again
We're so filled up with our creeated needs we're bitter and we choose not to see wr're playing high stakes in a game we cannot win
It is our privilege to waste away and it is your destiny to silently obey another wall is raised pleased save us from ourselves
We hide from each other we hide from ourselves we see only what we want to see
I can give you a hundred reasons for you open your eyes for the same reasons you choose to stay blind
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