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Your ignorance is profit Out here among the wicked The selfish and the suspicious There's a tragic unease With being sincere These hollow halls bear witness Consumption is...read more

This skin it fits me well See how it's bronzed by this yellow sun The taste, the touch, and the smell It's easier when no one here lives long enough to bore me I know...read more

This is my burden My engaging gem And my bittersweet revenge My impossible moment A new synthetic turn To my embarrassing unrest This is my burden. Think your two steps...read more

He's got a habit Of losing control of his sanity Of changing the shape of reality When she's gone She's got a job But not like the ones in the magazines ...read more

Well he's building a hole And he's falling down Away from this crowd Well he's building a hole And he's falling down Away...from here ...read more