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(INTRODUCING THE PERFECT HANDBOOK TO SELF-DEFAMATION)

Inside out of your corpse

emotions won’t change

another dull rose wastes its thorns

let me ill-treat my casual vehicle of lust

young dead meat here to regenerate cum.

Queues of dazed slaves claim their weekly dose – INSIDE OUT , INSIDE OUT

Who ends to lead the game / who does the supine whore today – INSIDE OUT , INSIDE OUT

We made it a convenience, grew & spread a psychosis – INSIDE OUT , INSIDE OUT

Anesthetic has been injected / beasts look resigned and emptied – INSIDE OUT

Inside out of your corpse

no-one can show us what’s better or worse

compassion and dignity, shall I give a shit

or just train my metabolism to this steroid-fueled society

Buxxx in advance / make room to the next cock – INSIDE OUT , INSIDE OUT

you’re a mouth to be shut, never worth of being heard – INSIDE OUT , INSIDE OUT

me. on the route to erase feelings that no longer fit – INSIDE OUT , INSIDE OUT

you. just bend your head, turn my savings into white hot drops – INSIDE OUT

P.S.: 27 YEAR OLD. ADDICTED TO PROSTITUTION

A DOUBLE EDGED FALL INTO ETHICAL PERDITION

Can’t you see, I have yer cunt printed on my face.

I’m fucked and gone / lost like the shittiest junkie in his suicide mission to Planet Dope.

If you want something to meditate about, wonder how and why did I come to all this.

Like sperm under water when it curdles, in cholesterol-clots runs this magic virus of frustration

I feel it inside my veins: think of blood slowing down to a jam-like consistency. Heavier.

Can’t you see… in this squallid micro-infinite paradise of opportunism

where all humans are motive of disillusion, you women play the unlucky role of…

*** cash converters ***

Any complaints? Kick my face and let’s see who’s fucking who.