SycAmour - FEED

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Hatred… desperation I think I need to leave Not fit to be a slave Fated… The visage of an angel It’s tearing me apart I hear her in the dark I can tell when you’re talkin doubt… Can't really believe your words Not something I asked for Numb in my fate All this pressure on me (I just watch it all fade) I just wanna exceed (All the limits are fake) Fell down in a hole I wanted to know How long I could float Before I come back up Might die in obscurity (I amor fati) So we might as well feed (On the living) State facts Stay detached Fake react Find the tact I won’t stop Til you take your last breath Nemesis Wipe the slate clean Drop it in a pit… Pick the plate clean Turn em on a spit A pestilence My vigilance The guillotine A crucifix Waste, Lord Corrupt every soul into a resource Cull for balance This is what you’re in it for Siphon it Recycle them Imbibe in it A viper State facts Stay detached Fake react Pray for death Hate tax Wage cap "Take-math" Paid for death Fervent.. If I ran my life all "right"was it worth it? When they just kill the shit outta dissidents on purpose? Thinkin about pain for ur ways makes ya nervous If ur free to take what you ain’t make do you deserve it?) I can tell when you’re talkin doubt… Can't really believe your words Not something I asked for Numb in my fate All this pressure on me (I just watch it all fade) I just wanna exceed all the limits (all the limits are fake) Fell down in a hole I wanted to know How long I could float Before I come back up Might die in obscurity (I amor fati) So we might as well feed (On the living)
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