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Psycho
- So this a tired story
- About a guy who's tired but fight lonely
- In the side of souls i write my boarding
- Since the first time i've bribed my rotring
- Inspired but they broke me ?inside the drawin'
- In sight the sighed i've typed my morning
- The psych i've quoted for a while to drive my oldest
- Type of tight loanin' to my bright but the time was over
- I'm fine ?i know it ,but fright's slidin' me for fallin'
- A violence glory ?I prise my forces to iron my oven
- My room's closed with proofs and mics and bones
- In the might of callin' i've confined myself to sign my open
- The science of shelf who've whites my ghosts
- A wite reproachin' they blow a risk in the mild of softin'
- A strapped spear i've aimed it up can i stand the seek ?
- As i can't speak my tongue's grabbed to beat
- Isn't it a brand of fears ?it's cold as acttin' bear
- My mask's clear i've faced my blackest dreams
- When i have to sleep i open my eyes as graphic scene
- My life's a tragic grief i've faked my sadness lead
- As a plastic feet it's just a static heat
- Isn't it dynamic breathe ?i think i'm a manic near
- Not in eng only in a cappin' peak
- My package's heaped i'm stacked in a gasses beef
- In a battle with means i've to attack with memes
- As i've stamped my ears it casts notin' but a lacked seel
- I've back with bars not to rap it i've lagged my scars
- I'm a monster but i scrap with art
- I plant in the dark stappin' my haft with mars
- My plan's smart i'm gappin' but the stank's done
- I'm bad in the good things
- Means that i'm good in the bad things
- Made me think am i a good or a bad set ?
- I guess my map's a vast string
- I'm a removed stiff they put in a insecure pit
- Isn't the true mess ?i've missed my views i'm pissed
- But through my trip i've met a huge risk
- They removed my heart to introduce an upset
- I up sit in the set of six groups of wrist
- In the room of hopes the door's held
- My soul's bonded with small effect
- I've loaned my soul to the guards of death
- I've cooped in cell i'm tryin' to lose my thrill
- My future's blurred and dimmed
- I'm swoon in wrest but soon i'll move to the impress
- Them by proofin' that my foot's cooked on necks
- Even if you're confused you'll get it
- You're tryin' to float but the boat's wrecked
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