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Covered from head to toe in lighting,
it's constantly changing when I'm around.
Days left before this is over and done with.

The sheets keep whispering "will you make it through this day?"

I'll practice making scenarios that aren't really there.
The corner hasn't helped in so long it speeds everything up now.

Back and forth, walking every piece of baggage off of me.
Hope when it hits the ground they turn to ash.
Sing the words even though they don't make sense at all.

I believe letters keep me warm.
I believe letters keep me company.

Tonight and forever in this room with mood lighting.
Even though it doesn't make sense.

Vuoden vaihteessa

Penkki 80 kg
Kyykky 130 kg
Maastaveto 140 kg

It all crumbles beneath me
I can take the time to be here
I can take the kill

I walk back and forth
You're stuck between the walls
I will come forth
I try to reason but I'm still there
It is the other side of your words?
Where the meaning don't relate

So we compensate

The other side of my mind
Tries to make its way inside
My conscience won't be with me tonight
Thought i could see the light and you could see it too

Does this make me horrible?
My judgment fails to be the truth
Now with open ground at my feet

I conquer all the things detaining me
Habits fracture and try to drain
The wretched guilt that dwells in me

Try to justify yourself
It's your mistake - be accountable
Why do you blame the people around you?

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Joo mitä vittuuaa meikä tykkkäää iha vitusti eminemin white america -rallatuksesta. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

I've drowned my conscience and cast another stone.
I took to preaching while dancing on the code.
I can't see where I've been and only god knows where I'll be.
But there must be a place for a wretch like me.

Oh, lord knows I'm tired,
But I, I, I won't rest my head until I'm home.
And if my hands find themselves another body, well,
You can't blame them for trying to keep warm.

Morals are simply a matter of time,
And where you lay your head's a question of pride.
But when it's said and done you'll find in the light,
That privilege and wit make me misfortune's child.

Can't tell collapse that it needs to slow down.
Can't tell death that it shouldn't come around.
And when they take my head and put it on a stake,
I know that guilt and disgrace keep the dead man awake.
Bartering your figure for a paralyzing love,
What have you done?

Deaddaughter

URPO

Hate for hate
I bear corruption in my name
This life brings nothing but disdain
This world a grave filled with disease,
on a condemned humanity.
Where is your God of love and peace?
He has left me.
I spit in the face of compassion,
Mercy is for the weak,
Kindness, a fairy tale that helps you
get a good night's sleep.
I have seen humanity's true form.
Wicked, depraved and hellbound.
We are corrupt. Full of deceit.
(So filled with) - Hate for hate
striking back with vengeance
Revenge, my only allegiance,
in a world that mocks my existence.
God, can you hear your creation?
Surrounded by forces bent on my destruction.
They call my name. Expose my shame.

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