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Ever have the urge to find the kinder incarnation of yourself

Swathe a sawblade through his side, means convulsin' world of pain

You'll purge your mind of finer accommodations rendered only never felt

We'll start today

We will… strip the righteous of their pride;

Get this - repulsin' current, crankin' shock-volts through their veins!



Don't even start to pack your bags, you ain't about to ditch

Dispense with all but haggard rags, as in forget your every wish

Cause tomorrow we might be leaving home

But we won't exactly be free to roam

Don't you vent to me about the drag, ain't got nowhere to snitch

Call out the forewarned red flags, can ya tell which one is which?

Going to extremes is my response

When these schemes must be my fault to want

Those of you born outside, vilifying me as if you got a life

Cock-suckin' motherfuckers heard of one thing that's hard; it ain't your made up strife

Attempt to profess what ya don't comprehend, you talk yourself to death

Talk about a blinded fool, ought to be force fed his every breath

Stand before this podium, I'll judge you as I see fit

Still a chance for some, above this my disgraceful pit

Drownin' out of touch has been my only source of glory

Dismay I can't describe chalked up to a sob story

So before I wore ya down, I saw your big insecurity

Don't like how it sounds, but your strength is naive to misery

Sit and suffer by my side, so long since your stolen life fell apart

Cryin', sobbin', bawlin' over unearned pride, handed to you from the start

Oh, I was told I was born with a silver spoon clenched somewhere in my maw

Never once informed it's a heretic's fork to bind me at the jaw

And so I've learned to live and it's no big deal

But you're not to question me should I spin it how I feel

You were granted advantages arbitrarily, could say you're a vampire

Yet as the rat-race sandwiches not necessarily; I am the outlier

You see, human beings need their status quo

But, please, spare me of it and let me grow