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Unstifled

Sorry to spoil your fate meant for me This can't last forever and I will be free You make it so easy for all that spite To twist me into someone I do not like If it makes me evil Just to be free Then nothing will stifle the evil in me And if you ask yourself why I am still sane This is still better than playing your games You who once hypnotized, bent me, allured Cannot act surprised now that I have endured You bent me and moulded me, made me into Something real twisted and tailored to you But even this limited, prodded, in pain Is still a lot better than under your chains It would make you so happy to see how I've fell From grace, from my place, from my own head as well So label me nutty, throw me to the pack, but gone is your puppet and gone is your snack You'll suffer forever a life without me But I won't be stifled and I will be free

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