Ill At Ease
"Ill at ease"
Killing the genius within
Living off of these vices, fuelled by sin
Greatness to behold, a has-been
The stench of hypocrisy is slowly sinking in behind the scenes
Seeping in the crevice of the mind, a new personality
An anomaly ebbing the heart, nurturing iniquity
Greatness to behold, lack of propriety
The sight of a flourishing mindset in ruins heightening enmity
Drunk off the poison, inhaling toxic fumes
These hitmen walking among people, plaguing with gloom
Overshadowing the flower whose desire is to bloom
Gluttonous, everything will be consumed
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