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 ~ 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 ~ 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

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