I don't respect your superstition. Parade of ignorance. Crush the innocent. With their skinny, flailing wrists reaching up to the sky. Searching for light. When there is nothing to see you wonder why. Suffer! It means nothing to me. Suffer! You still what you want to see. A ruthless cleansing has already begun. And it's time to move on. The competition in doubting your ignorance has grown so old on me. With their skinny flailing wrists reaching up to the sky. Searching for the light. When there is nothing to see you wonder why.
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i'm still here
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Do you have the keys to the hotel ?! Cause i'm gonna string this motherfuck on fire! FIRE !!