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its meI'm nothing more than a delusionist, making you see things that don't exist. / In this imperialist nation, i'm something more than an extortionist, making my money off these / stolen and sold-souls, taken from anyone who resists, 2 birds with one stone - i collect these broken bones

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time-conspiracyThese Monsters try to get me / not before i get myself, i lock myself in this empty room / hoping for this ***** carpet to **** me through this false foundation,

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Namelessly losing-itlike clock work i pace this spinning ground, / summoning up these imaginary fallacies- / figuring out this forever changing world,

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darkness- consumesStaring out that great big window- / with a slight sight of my boring reflection, / staring up into the giant grey clouds engulfing my sunshine-my rays of life,

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Sub-Conscious, why must you wander?Soaring ever higher- and still climbing, / i look down and instantaneously deciding, / i shant ever return to this crashing bore-

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run and hideI woke up this morning; / hesitant in which mask i should wear today; / looking at the long row of knock-off characters,

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