Pitch
Sit in the shroud of darkness for a few hours
Watch people during the night I feel pleasure
Inside I feel like the bodies falling from the twin towers
Crack my skull open to find a hidden treasure
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Knowing people stare and tremble in fear
It helps me feel sweet dreams in slumber
Listen to the storm, the skies far from clear
Count to ten but get another wrong number
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Off em like the life of another pathetic degenerate
Betrayal is imminent and I can't help but laugh
I know that my frozen soul is deep and separate
Watch the rest of the kids find comedy on my behalf
Copyright © Granola Bars | Year Posted 2013
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