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life

This life is a game
That we must all play if we chose to stay
We all move day to day
With nothing to gain
We all frolic with pain
We run around wanting to found be a god
But noone shows but the demons among us
we try to live right
But were so full of wrong
We hate everyone
So now we losing our souls
We sell them one by one
For worthless stuff that we adore
No one helps each other
WE have no hearts
We have no souls
So whats this life for??
Written by thepunisher (PsyChopAth)
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