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I’ve got two choices

Time for me to decide

Crumble and waste away

Or explode towards all sides

Fuck you

Fuck me, fuck them all

I’ve had just about enough

Come on you little bitch I dare you to call my bluff

You don’t know shit

You think you’ve seen pain

I’ve got fucking acid

Coursing through these veins

My skull’s slowly being crushed

My brain’s about to implode

My puzzles are made up of body parts

Now that’s goddamned emotional overload

Want to see pure pain???

I’ve got a good one for you

This dumb ass hajji

Shoots himself and watches the bullet go clear through

“Aww isn’t that sad???

I wish there was something I could do…”

Shit, you’re content

Far far away, what you want to be here too???

You can keep your sympathy

In order to feel sorry you have to kind of understand

You don’t have a fucking clue

Of what the hell happens in this war torn land

But shit, what can I say

All in all for you maybe it’s better that way

At least you’re safe

And still have a nice place to stay

Now if any of you feel like talking shit

About anything that has happened over here

You have better been wearing these same fucking boots

If not, they had best steer clear…