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Psycho rant
written by Genocide Reaper06:18 PM 2/21/05| Psychometric syndrome its got me tied down beneath a bladed pendulum. No where to go, just waiting to die. That's it, I just wanted you to know. Fathoming over these feral fits, can't over come the killers kit, time to jump over the fiery pit. Skin and bones, all alone, filled to top of my skull with haunted moans. YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT'S INSIDE OF ME! YOU CAN'T TELL ME YOU KNOW ME! YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT ME! THAT'S WHY I'LL NEVER TRY TO HELP YOU BREAK THOSE CHAINS AND RUN FREE! All I hear is you beg for the secret of survival, I know, why you want it. I'm standing here, watching you sing a lonesome song about revival. What was it you had? Where has it gone? Why are you yelling at me? I can't help it your own mistakes make you mad, I can't help that when you're all alone you feel suicidal and sad. Stop exaggerating, its annoying, you don't have it that fucking bad! Compelled to lie about having some disease, your just sick of yourself, we all know you hate what you are, we all know you wish to be some one else. So what? I can't do a damn thing. Only you can. I won't be here forever to try and help you map out a plan. I'm only one man. And all I can do is try to understand why in the first place I ran. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by AthiestAnarchist (2-21-2005 - 06:28 PM)
| Very good...I can relater to it a lot with one of my friends...I liked it a lot. |
by teenagedeathgirl (2-21-2005 - 06:40 PM)
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