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Broken glass with bloody tips, a brooding spectator takes its sip,
Standing below the platform of falling bodies just to press the gun to your lips,
Don't you wonder what life entails?

Let's move on.

So, say that I opened the door for the devil and he says hello,
Do I take his hand and walk willing with him to the dark, dark pits of hell?
Or do I shut the **** door in his face and laugh manically so I can get back to the cold shell that is my life?

Hah, life cable just can't beat,

Now, tie that rope around your neck real tight man,
Because ain't no one gonna push that stool from under you,
You're alone and no one gives a rat's *** about you,
Do you notice this anymore?

God, your useless,
You're faceless,
Cursed to this ***** life of darkness,
Still you remain speechless,

So,
Say I put the leeches back on your ***** face,
Do they suck out all the sense you had LEFT?
Or did you ever have ANY to be taken?
Black is white, white is black,
All the **** is the same as all the other **** you spit out of your mouth,
Helpless,
Kill yourself,
Your worthless,
A minimal piece of ****,
God,
God?
He won't answer you,
Me,
You,
Him,
Her,
We're the scum of the earth,
A small insect underneath the holy fathers big, fat, facist finger.

So tell me,
While you hang there with your crooked neck, that rope choking what life was left out of you,
Hah,
What life?
Your useless,
So tell me,
Are you seeing black?
Are you seeing white?


Who cares,

By the time they find you,
Your face will be blue,
Your spirit crying like a little ***** over in the corner of all the other **** you fed everyone,

But it's okay,
I know how it feels,
I'm a wreck of a man,
With no will to take a stand,
So let me ask you ONE more time before I blow my brains on the wall like new paint in a hotel before it's defiled by all the whores and retarded children,
Will I see black?
Will I see white?


Ah,
Who gives a **** anymore.