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If you need some time to think then you probably want that time, to cultivate, all your entropy if you really fucking cared, you'd speak it from your heart not sit around and plan attacks, rehearsing all your parts but you need some time to spread all your misery look me in the eye, and try to give it straight the hounds of hell are soon upon, the pathos that we take to persecute our dignity and throw it in our face all is lost, its cut and run, its time to leave this rotten place if you need, an alibi for all your twisted lives then you probably never had the chance, to peer inside an empty shell of hope, this stagnant pool of man decapitate, resuscitate, all done by the same hand but you need time to perpetuate the hate and all the sadist ties i cant believe this wack ass game you played on me grade school tricks, of bait and switch, did this when i was three it doesn't take an eagles eye to measure up your deeds just an ounce of pride, and a breath of life, to make your plans recede a pinch of hate, demonstrates, the logic and the traits of new world ordered, medicate, the future of restraints its in your food, on the tube and products that you use and that fluoride in your toothpaste is mind control in a tube, now your screwed.... Songtexte your a picture perfect example, of the things i said today just take a look around you and your ways suburban youth, theres no hope for you to ever find the truth if you need, someone to tell you how to live your fucking life well i think your home, you won the game, grand prize is a trophy wife Aus Songtexte Mania