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beings
I peak out my cracked window and I see nothing I like.
Twisted sadism, dirty filth, ignorance indulgance,
and that's just mankind.
Your stench flavours the air everywhere,
you proud shitting, sweating, drooling misfits.
I am disgusted and puke my guts out,
I puke some more for I'm disgusted at my guts.
Some see pure and lasting love, I see it fading.
Some see beauty in men and nature, I see it disintegrating.
Some sweet souls try to see the best, but they're sadly mistaking.
Oh why, am I, doomed to breathe the same air as these.
Doomed to wear the same skin, feel the same,
think the same, and end up the same as these.
Behind the curtain I dreamt a dream,
a dream of being,
a colorless, raceless, odorless being,
and just being me,
being free,
for eternity....
Twisted sadism, dirty filth, ignorance indulgance,
and that's just mankind.
Your stench flavours the air everywhere,
you proud shitting, sweating, drooling misfits.
I am disgusted and puke my guts out,
I puke some more for I'm disgusted at my guts.
Some see pure and lasting love, I see it fading.
Some see beauty in men and nature, I see it disintegrating.
Some sweet souls try to see the best, but they're sadly mistaking.
Oh why, am I, doomed to breathe the same air as these.
Doomed to wear the same skin, feel the same,
think the same, and end up the same as these.
Behind the curtain I dreamt a dream,
a dream of being,
a colorless, raceless, odorless being,
and just being me,
being free,
for eternity....
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