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Evil Within Us All/Spread Like a Plague
Have you any clue whatsoever?
I have a world of doubt
I've snuck into backrooms
To view the acts of darkness
I've been the punching bag
But I too am filled with violence
I could rip each layer of skin off
While locking eyes
Fading from consciousness
Demons are inside us all
Evil
Spread like a plague
We all have our moments
To cower and to beg
We've all been the victim
Turned guilty
And I live with regrets
Spread like a plague
We all have our moments
Where justice seems vague
Evil.
I have a world of doubt
I've snuck into backrooms
To view the acts of darkness
I've been the punching bag
But I too am filled with violence
I could rip each layer of skin off
While locking eyes
Fading from consciousness
Demons are inside us all
Evil
Spread like a plague
We all have our moments
To cower and to beg
We've all been the victim
Turned guilty
And I live with regrets
Spread like a plague
We all have our moments
Where justice seems vague
Evil.
Published 27th Jan 2020
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27th Jan 2020 11:49am
A very song-like spin to this Write PS
Biting... and the aggression really builds!!!
Biting... and the aggression really builds!!!
28th Jan 2020 3:06am
It's actually meant to be a song, I'm getting a band together so hopefully, it reaches that point. Thank you for taking the time to read, I appreciate it.
27th Jan 2020 3:40pm
I guess there's a tipping point with everything and everyone.
You push people enough we end up fighting back, sometimes in ways we never realize we're capable of.
You push people enough we end up fighting back, sometimes in ways we never realize we're capable of.
29th Jan 2020 8:50am
This is true, we all can be capable of things we never thought possible when pushed. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment, it is appreciated, my friend.
