scream
revv up your lungs
nobody's listening
as i stubthe cigarette
on your arm
leaving more than a mark
cry out
suffer the sadistic streak
as i put the knife
cold
against your skin
drawing out the blood
habitat under siege
swear
the words come out
tumbling
unsure of themselves
having lost their meaning
the previous moon
spit
more than your ego
as you twist and turn
under my boot. dirty.
you cant get free
sweat
as you fear the outcome
the never ending battle
between the right
and the other right
scream
revvup ur lungs
you dont give up
do you..
a tough nut
let me set you free
i'll break the mirror.
behind the mask....
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. ...You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.” - The Lizard King
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