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What You Are

Take the ashes
You once burned

To feed the masses
Before they turn

Self loathing and Self absorption
Is a nice color on you

It's no wonder why you wear it so often
It really adds to the mood

You stand on your stage
And your mouth spews fool's gold

Because the masses won't rage
They're just tyrants of old

I'm watching from the rafters
Nothing much I can do

But from here and ever after
I'll let the maggots fall on you
Written by ShadyBlocks
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