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I’m fucked up,

and ready to go.

You’re sucked up,

like an anorexic ho.

Now you’re cuffed up.

Time to torture you with my flow.

I’ll whip you like The Passion.

You’re jesus on the cross.

Fuck all this religious harrassin’

I’m Satan, and I’m the boss.

You can blame me for the holocaust.

Did I hurt your feelings? Did I go too far?

Cover your eyes then, I just started opening up my scars.

You don’t want to see the madness?

Wondering why there’s never happiness, only sadness?

Because there’s nothing beyond the stars.

But keep digging, you might find me,

six feet deep,

from the core.

I’m only there, if you believe,

and give me your heart to keep,

because you’re worth nothing more.