You live without a spine
read inside, page after page
Strings of others the music you create
besides stage whore without own words
piss me off, until my nose bleeds
see red drops against frozen ground
where I walk lifeless bodies fall
Death dances behind me as I walk around
but I pretend it's nothing
Tried to drop the habit
but then hear man something on the subway
the words that make the earth shake
and me to take revenge

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