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Malediction I

from Better off Dead by Crows

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There's blood in my eyes, on the asphalt I'm failing
To find what's real in this cage that we're trapped in
To find what's real without fucking this up,
To see who bleeds in this fucking nothing
Just one more fight I'm willing to fucking take this,
Just one more punk prick and I want out.

100,000 replacements for 50 featureless faces,
I try to close my eyes to it but the stupidity is fucking relentless.
Suffer this confederation of dog piss playing to the script that you wrote.
But I'm screaming through the bullshit, I don't count one word that you spoke.

100,000 replacements for 50 featureless faces. I want out.
Out of this fucking black hole.
You sat back and watched it happening, but now it's happening to you, ha ha ha.
You sat back and watched it happening - you call it hate but it's whatever fucking sells,
you call it hate but lets see who's there when the storm comes.

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from Better off Dead, released December 6, 2014

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