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Im a victim of my imagination These walls are talking but Im hallucinating Beneath the wheel that will not slow its rotation down
poster yourself
The euphoria of dying Toxins wrestle in my brain We've all been leaders of corruption We've all been spiders on the wall Waiting for a hand to smash us or the doom of light to fall Is this guilt of just self-hatred Runnin' wild, uncontained Leaking from a broken soul Is this creation or a stain
