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Beneath the lies of their most hateful gaze
Never to rise up to become your own
Forever in the death upon their haze
Continuing to crumble all alone
But if you weren’t to hear their worthless leers
Through the dark cellar you peer through the bar
You would be forever consumed be fears
To grow, to live, to be just as they are

The clones of this world, messing up judgement
Painful days, forceful ways to hear their vow
They don’t know how to take the careful hint
Never changing to stay as they are now
But its not for me, I will be free
Never falls, to the petty games of thee