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The uncreative juices flow from all but a selective few |
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And even those they tend to be wasted |
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You have taken pride in a life form that you think you know |
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But what you do not know is it's rotting |
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It is so unfortunate that this is how our world must be |
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But why must I accept reality, is this reality? |
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How can I exist amongst you people when I feel this way |
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When all that seems so wrong is everywhere |
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A world without substance feeling so superior |
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I am discontent with lies and with ineffective lives |
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Should I grieve for mankind or live out my life |
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To be free of pain I'll want it back again |
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So to be one with man I must be false to myself |
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Any effort's futile for my life is just mine |
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I have visions of worlds that are unparalleled |
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My attempts are in vain to walk this earth without shame, for being human |
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This is my reality and you do not have to accept it |
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You are only human with excuses and complaints |
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Couldn't you be something greater come on now you know the answer |
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You are so absorbed with your own pathetic lives |
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Why should I feel pity for you I don't think I know the answer |
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Have you ever thought about opening your closed eyes? |
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What is it that you're afraid of, don't you want to see yourself? |
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Couldn't bear to see yourself as I see you |
