Fold
This is not the time for false projects
We traded time to be abandoned by our lives in jaded pity
Dissolve
The false idea that we make our own opinion
Without hands of greedy demons spewing sh#t into our brains
I am going f#cking mad
It’s taking everything I have
To just not be, toss in the rag
Pain is everything I have
And when I’m not home I’m just glad
To not be trusted with my thoughts
My soul has slowly start to rot
I’ve got this feeling in my gut that I won’t be ever remembered
Tuning out has been the key
Slowly floating through dismally
I’d f#cking kill to be sеt free
(Nxversleep) people bеfore profit
If we knew the point then we lost it
If we knew the point then we lost it
f#ck the alt right
f#ck your system of lies
n#z# scum you can die
n#z# scum you can die
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