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I'll close my eyes

I can't take it anymore

Things I see

Are rotten to the core

No limits

Tell me it ain't real

The roots are deep in our souls

I can finally see

Sick people

Walking on the streets

I'm not normal

But not as sick as them

Twisted minds

Do what they please

And things they please

Make me feel sick

I'm prejudiced

There's a reason

Playing with food

Never really turned me on

Pony plays

Men dressed in lace

Licking feet

And I thought I wasn't narrow-minded

I hope I've seen it all

I hope there's no more to come