.Sometimes i care to wonder about the blindfold on my soul
About the razor wire fence that isolates me in the mold
The precipice is closing in on rancid magnanimity
You starve me to the brink of ail then formulate your drugs to me
You serve it up as love but it's a grotesque felony
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