| I emerged from shadows and battled through the earth
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| Let it burn, results are the ashes I observe
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| A murmur, from voices inside my mind concur
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| There is no end, the cycles recycle even worse
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| The sun intends to tarnish and bleach my blackened shirt
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| No return for sanity, nothing left to earn
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| No concern, no mercy, my reach cannot deter
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| Does it hurt when options dissolve into the dirt
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| Ridin' in that heavy metal four door
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| I see you runnin' all out of time and can’t afford more
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| Pour, pourin' up every drop, until I hit the floor
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| I got my butterfly on my hip, guess what it’s there for…
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| …You, you, you, you, you, you, you, this is all for…
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| …You, you, you, you, you, you, bitch, it’s all for…
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| …You, you, you, you, you, you, this is all for…
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| …You, you, you, you, you, you, bitch, it’s all for… |