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I am not ashamed What is vital, isn't always humane You can break in vain But you can't break away Even in my face Lotta bullshit, not alotta the truth I can't see from here But I can smell your fear Back off of the shit Stand off or I'll spit So soft, you forgot Your garbage in is garbage out You don't give a shit I won't play the fit Get off, get on this Your garbage in is garbage out Saved - You're such a slave - I don't expect a Name - You don't care - I wasn't witness - I can't be a part of a system such as this Hard eyes - Glow right - In my - Darkness - Again With the sickness, rengade sisters, blisters, Salivate, litigate, liberate, madness, sadness Fuck this - How long have I had this? I don't need this - Outta my business Insert, engage, betray, MY GOD FRAUD FRAUD FRAUD
