what do people expect of me?
what are they wanting me to be?
they all think they can see into me,
but they only see the illusion of me.
when the're speaking the're speaking hate
i find the're bullshit ironic and irate.
i finally spoke they thought it was a lie
what i said was "the only thing i can't do is wait to die."
we will we will kill you, we will we will kill you, take out a knife and stick it in you're head and watch the blood drip untill you're dead
you got blood on you're face you big disgrace,
now there's dead bodies all over the place.
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