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My eyes are still red

The pills are not helpful

Is this the only way

To get reed (sic) of the voices?

We march down the streets

No fear in our eyes

Our mayhem is the only solution

We want (sic) let them rise

Burn down, laugh, runaway

Don't take the smile off your face

Don't fear from there (sic) rules

Don't be so confused

You no longer a screw in the system

You free to choose

My mind is divided

I shoaled (sic) have decided

There is only one way it could end

With a shot in the head