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Antagonist

Avarice around the world, in every town You find these men, they sell you The things you need To be free, if you're insecure You take them, and think

I watched myself dying.choking on this pathetic consumer...death.my eyes are burnt.my tongue is cut.and i am lying in a pool of my own blood.coloured

Hollywood is therotting heart of a decaying nation.and this heart wont stop beating until we burn it down.silhouttes,streetlights your selling yourself

All innocence is dead...you cant lift your head.dont act so proud.with your forked tongue spitting out my life.a sitcom volture.preying on peoples lives

Your ghost is haunting me a pale atrocity unleash the demons repeat your sins relive this state of consiousness goes hand in hand like life and death

You crossed your fingers when you said forever I should have pulled the trigger you look much better smashed into the ground I hope im not a fortune teller

I can hear your voice your speaking without words but i'll never comprehend these nightmeres reappear leaving subconsious scars awaken from the horrors

I am the one looked down upon So close to zero, i'm almost gone My dreams are choked by your selfish hands i'm dirt, i'm shit, i'm not a man i'm not a

No regrets fuck the past escape the aftermath wipe it away wash it away forget this forgive me its not worth the agony cry a river let it all out for