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society of negativity
carve me a new face.
draw my emotion with a blade.
ive played and played,
now its time for the final hand.
i must've become a negative fan.
because my ideals are all bland.
im draining your pigment.
adding to your face a comliment, of distrust.
i like your face, now drown of disgust!
mother, father, children of the unknown.
the stars have shown through the throne.
off and own im thrown.
now bow to the ideals of the newly wed society!
freedom is now a metaphor.
we have closed that door.
bolts so rusted, doesnt open anymore.
swing and bring forth, this exorcist.
positive anti-christ.
this world is so white..........
draw my emotion with a blade.
ive played and played,
now its time for the final hand.
i must've become a negative fan.
because my ideals are all bland.
im draining your pigment.
adding to your face a comliment, of distrust.
i like your face, now drown of disgust!
mother, father, children of the unknown.
the stars have shown through the throne.
off and own im thrown.
now bow to the ideals of the newly wed society!
freedom is now a metaphor.
we have closed that door.
bolts so rusted, doesnt open anymore.
swing and bring forth, this exorcist.
positive anti-christ.
this world is so white..........
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