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Walk with grief, tame the hatred Soul of mannequin told me to burst my anger, and hurtful feeling But I won't Say it Glow it on the boastful talks Show it on a hypocrite judgment The society is sick and I won't contribute a disease Let it be my grief, but a cure to the world a revelation, a magma of delusion they will flood you with menace but keep stand and still Say it "I demand you love" "I blame you not, and I don't blame myself either"
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
Sick Society
Walk with grief, tame the hatred Soul of mannequin told me to burst my anger, and hurtful feeling But I won't Say it Glow it on the boastful talks Show it on a hypocrite judgment The society is sick and I won't contribute a disease Let it be my grief, but a cure to the world a revelation, a magma of delusion they will flood you with menace but keep stand and still Say it "I demand you love" "I blame you not, and I don't blame myself either"
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
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