Self Enslavement
tie me down, dry but i drown lie to the clown, supply the frown why the smile? deny the denial trying to find something profound to lift the mind and get me off the ground yet in the end astounded with every thing that kept me grounded the objects i manipulate force the dependence to create and then it's me they stipulate the emotions i try to absolve seem to evolve-hidden revolve-risen come back and never resolve the addiction insecurity so deep there's delusion fearing the creep that dictated this fusion it's trivial to continue this travail actions too evil for life to avail
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Pothetic
Don't go near that elevator - that's just what they want us to do... trap us in a steel box and take us down to the basement
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