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Long sleeves hide your tattoos but they won’t hide your great shame

Your emotions on your face, you desperately want fame

You’ll never be happy, You just can’t be pleased

Self destructive Manic Depressant, pain internally

Take me to the tranquil ocean

Take me away from here

Take me to serenity

Deliver me from fear

What will you do for some fame? How do we know you won’t kill?

Flush your dignity down the drain, swallow your pride and your guilt

Heathen soldiers fall in line, await their death on call

Items on the madman's brain, he's innocent at core