WHAT'S WRVNG WITH ME?

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I PIERCE YOUR SKULL WITH THE SOLE OF MY BOOT, I RECEIVED HATE BUT I CAN'T REACH ITS ROOT, MY MIND IS INSANE IT CHANGES MY MOOD, AND I'M HIS SLAVE HERE MY HANDS ARE TIED UP, I'M TRYNA FIGURE OUT WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME, BUT I CAN'T FIND A BLACK HOLE THAT ABSORBS THE POSITIVE, I SCREAM IN A CAGE BUT IT LOOKS LIKE I'M ALONE, I'LL RELEASE ALL THE RAGE AND BREAK ALL YOUR BONES I PLAY WITH THE BLADE CUTTING PEOPLE TO PIECES, HOW MANY CORPSES HAVE I MADE, BUT MY SOUL STILL DOESN'T FEEL A THING, I WOULD SAY I LIKE TO SHED A LOT OF BLOOD AND LOOK LIKE A VILLAIN, I SEEM TO TAKE OFF MY MASK AND REVEAL MY TRUE FACE AND GET RID OF THE NEED TO PRETEND. BUT WAIT, SOON I'LL MOVE INTO A NEW PHASE, WHERE I'LL RIP THE BODIES WITH A CHAINSAW, I'LL CHOP OFF YOUR LEGS IN THE KNEE AREA AN' THEN YOU'LL HAVE TO USE A CANE... I still hope that I'll change someday, I can't live as a cannibal, it's disgusting, With every kill my cursed soul grows more rotten, I can't look into my face that's under the skin full of sins and pain, I am not a human and far from a saint, I bring chaos and pain I can't live with myself, I WANT TO RUN FAR AWAY FROM MYSELF, BUT THE PROBLEM IS THAT I CAN'T GET OUT OF MY SKIN, WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME, MY SOUL NEVER BE FREE, I'LL WATCH IT BLEED, FOR THE THINGS THAT I DID, ALL BLOODY TEARS WILL DISSOLVE INTO EMPTINESS

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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.

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