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I regress into my dark space
Music on blast, hella loud to the face
Lost track of the days in the endless abyss
Now its clear to me, i'm my own enemy
Fuck society, these masked faces don't look friendly
Its ominous, now its obvious they wanna bury me
Been sleep walking for years
Finally woke up and surpassed my peers
Now i'm unfazed by the opinion of sheep
This is what you fucking reap
I am the product of the seed that was sown
Practically came up on my own
Turned cold, so i come served in a cone
I know it makes you glad when i'm sad
That grin behind the sympathy you always had