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I watch you be consumed by your own weakness |
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It's a sickness and |
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I've been a witness |
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No pride no respect the image you project |
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It's a sickness and |
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I've been a witness |
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The sickness inside of you |
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It eats you deletes you |
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It rapes you it breaks you |
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The haze that you live in |
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I watch you travel down the path of evilution |
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Your words they sicken me |
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Where's the solution |
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The life you lead is soulless pollution |
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You seem to live your life in total confusion |
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Step up, you can front if you want to |
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You're a slave and a slug to your favorite drug |
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You're half a man, your own biggest fan |
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I often visualize this world |
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Without your filthy presence |
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And I stand pissin' on your grave |
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Without a sense of reverence |
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A disease of society |
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Stranger to sobriety |
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You're half a man, your own biggest fan |
