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Hello again to all my "friends"
Time to let loose, and kill the odd "ends"
You all have no doubts
But I've figured it out
You're all just tools
That ignore all the rules
Frankly, I'm sick of it
Tired and worn from all the bullshit
You can't hide your true form from me
Like a picture, it's easy to see
Well I'm a fire, time to melt the paint
So my connection to you will be less then faint
All of your deceit and lies
Are cut in half with these watchful eyes
You can poke and call me names
But in the end, You're all the same
Leeches come to suck me dry
I wont fall again, Goodbye.

Justin Herrera