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Behind the iron curtain secret doors
lie broken and twisted ideals that litter from my floor.
It's not that i don't hear you shouting in my head
it's just a noise that deadens me
compounding my indifference.
I need you now like i need a hole in the head
I'd give you my simphaty
but the space behind these black eyes is dead.
It's not that i don't hear you screaming in my face
it's just a noise that deadens me
compounding my indifference.
Lay your head down, lay your beautiful head down
Can the worm turn inside me like a wheel
and shut the door of my sensitivity to the way you feel?
I hate your country, i hate this new religion
i hate your politics
i hate your like of kindness
i hate what you've become
and so it seems that green has become the new red
void of human empathy
My head tilts in mock fascination.
As I pull the legs off this poor squirming creature
but I will grow and take my filth into an unsuspecting world.
You can't tell me what to do, the school's no longer in control.
The parents twitch like a wrimp wristed puppets
You and your liberal ideas- what fools-
just a rebel without a clue.
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