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Skeptic

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Misery is a beautiful city,
the reality that I hold within me.
A place where you make a new beginning,
from the ashes you will start building,
then maybe youll start truly living.

Though every flower will be wilting,
over time greed and pain will start killing,
and our souls will be melting.
You begin to believe every lie youve been telling,
until you hear your insanity yelling.
Tell me, is this healthy?

Oh but hate is compelling,
until all demons of envy start rebelling.
Your limbs will begin swelling,
and now all your stuck with is a memory.
As you watched the man get stabbed so effortlessly,
you realize all of us are truly empty.

You dance in poisoned confetti,
oh how you love the dangerous melody,
dancing through your dreams as your eyes get heavy,
waking up in the arms of a medic.

They look at you as if your pathetic,
they walk you down the path to the exit.
Their words will feel electric,
Feel yourself go numb and the pain is magnetic,
your becoming nothing but a relic.

Do you get it,
the world of speculation is a damn skeptic,
cold hearts go through life unsympathetic,
so all their harsh words are accepted.
Humans wernt made to be domestic,
maybe thats why the need for blood is so desperate.
Im rather proud of this.
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