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Butchered sincerity, act out of loyalty
Defend your true country, wish away pain
Hand out lobotomies, to save little families
Surrealistic fantasy, bland, boring, pain
Hold me down in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is the whole fleece, shun in master
Don't feel guilty, master writing
Somebody says that they are not much like I am
I know I can make enough words for you to follow along
I sink and then some
Slippery pessimists, hypocrite master
Conservative communists, apocalyptic bastards
Thank you, dear God for putting me on this Earth
I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst
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