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I fear the day i wake and see the world corrupt, the day sanity says farewell and my skull****ed mind erupt. I've sat on the side and observed from afar, when will you stop lying to the whole and see what you really are. You've let inside yourself the illusion of competition, to fight for a spot in the boat we are all in. You can't run nor hide, by the rules everyone must abide. Those who choose self gain, are turned deaf to everyone on the inside, and in silence, there is pain. Would you forsake the world's grace, To deny them and spit in their face? Lonesome is an empty taste, there is only comfort in embrace...