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Pressure builds, ready to blow, flammable device |
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Set to explode, ire stabbing, never fades |
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Migraine fury, venemous rage, locked and loaded |
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Soon the snap, lost sanity, no looking back |
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Tolerance running low, day by day impatience grows |
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Peddlers of hope promising salvation, closing their |
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Eyes, proclaiming peace in a wartorn world of misery |
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Of misery, optimism is the madness of insisting that |
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All is well in a sea of disease, sea of disease |
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Do you feel the scalding heat? do you feel the urgent beast? |
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Do you feel the last hopes fading? |
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Incendiary, incendiary, incendiary, set to explode |
