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Seekin’ on the bitches pie

I remedy my core

To treat along my inner lie

Infect another whore

The bless is good, the bless I need

is rotten down with you

Ancient rhymes

Perpetual crimes

And let them all

take part of mines

What we feel

Is not what we talk

Where we stand

No man can walk

How you are

Is how you feel

Who are you?

We are unreal!

Waiting fore the world to end

Decay outside my door

There’s no remorse of any kind

I just don’t care no more

The life I live, the life I need

relies on luxury

Modern times

Human crimes

Consciousness

is just a lie

What we feel

Is not what we talk

Where we stand

No man can walk

How you are

Is how you feel

Who are you?

We are unreal!