Maybe I cuss too much
Or fuss too much
Say fuck too much
But my minds in touch...
With the world around me
The people that drown me
The demons that bound me
It’s my fucked up reality.
But I get tired of these days
Fake smiling these days
But steady trying these days
To keep my mind out the maze...
Of the mindless fate
And the timeless fate
Trying to break this fate
Of being sheep through the gate.
I see the world for what it is
And use my voice for what it is
Fucken stand for what it is
Cuz this world is hers and his.
So I see this world around me
And the people that drown me
All these demons that bound me
Mean nothing when my minds free.
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