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Don't slip off the edge into the pit through my reality mask light I sip deep in the darkness I plea in screams no one answers unraveling sins seams I know what's down there waiting for me that's what makes the sickness so lovingly easy golden angels locks of hair white clouds of real life to stare images I cry and bare no badge of honor to dare off the edge not to slip or quit down through the darkness perfect fit with my transparent of force full pick I know how to fix the unforgiving sick a daily binding contract to honor and commit voices in my head witness not to forget I sold all my blood sweat and tears I beg to live in dark with fears I swear to wear the mask no one will see my soul can belong to anyone but me living with these verses keep crawling don't sit I'm running from the man in my head who I hired for the hit .....boom87
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