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I lay in the dark stiff on my back practicing what's to come peeping through board cracks when I close my eyes freedom comes to be that's when the sickness of the world claws to get at me the light so bright turns day to night the glimpse of hope then they steal your sight before your name they give you a number doesn't that make anyone wonder? I want the sentence here to be served in full I'll try the others side serving on devils dole the suffering here has grown me old mind body soul what I've sold The horror movie always in a new disguise it starts every time I open my eyes to all the ones who say life's okay bend over reality on its way riddle me that when you realize your the slaves sew my eyes shut let it rot you all live in smoke and mirror hocks I'm ready to go no sting bell into my pine box ...16 23 20
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