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* When the world crumbles to the red fire. Get to the top and pray that you stay alive another day. In the depth of are death. Dark nights. I really ain't psychotic, I'm just crazy. Tell them I am coming back. I'll destroy the day you became my love. My dedication to you destroyed my life. Am I psychotic for loving you. If I go to hell heaven will be the excuse that I will use. Likewise we rot. Payback is coming, watch out. Don't pray to god when you **** everything. Don't act like you don't know. I came for my payback. I am in my illusions. Lost in wonderland. It's not a game we play. I killed the king. Violence is psychotic. When we run we die. I can't decide if we are likewise. We live in pain, but it is better to live in a life with pain then a life without pain. Feelings interrupt the mind. Breathing stops when your dead. Game changes are only for sports, not life. Dazed and confused all of the drama must pass soon or well be all buddy buddy.   They don't know what I've been through.*
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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* When the world crumbles to the red fire. Get to the top and pray that you stay alive another day. In the depth of are death. Dark nights. I really ain't psychotic, I'm just crazy. Tell them I am coming back. I'll destroy the day you became my love. My dedication to you destroyed my life. Am I psychotic for loving you. If I go to hell heaven will be the excuse that I will use. Likewise we rot. Payback is coming, watch out. Don't pray to god when you **** everything. Don't act like you don't know. I came for my payback. I am in my illusions. Lost in wonderland. It's not a game we play. I killed the king. Violence is psychotic. When we run we die. I can't decide if we are likewise. We live in pain, but it is better to live in a life with pain then a life without pain. Feelings interrupt the mind. Breathing stops when your dead. Game changes are only for sports, not life. Dazed and confused all of the drama must pass soon or well be all buddy buddy.   They don't know what I've been through.*
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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