Netcees - XI WK 1: Master Rock (0-0) vs. Civil Rawr xD (0-0) (MASTER ROCK WINS)

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I need some time to ease, so give me space to breathe
but in the pain conceived
All I'm left with is screams constantly bickering,
boiling my blood skin on the verge of blistering
grinding my gears, intensely the sparks are flickering
vaporizing my tears torment of a furnace, immensely it's sears
burning every single aspect of my sphere it, I can't escape, just too near it
for the record skips and yet I still hear it
on repeat, it's taking its toll, I can't sleep
I seek a reprieve, grasping my skull
roaring into the night until my vocals raw
digging my nails in as they claw into my flesh until bleeds
somehow it seems that this pain relieves the twisted reality that I have witnessed and perceived
then I realize everything has its hand down demanding its fees are paid through the toll I drive
through It's my thoughts that are seemed cursed with a payment for the
flashbacks that burst (are you not entertained) watching no popcorn life in reverse leave the stain
In my mind constantly looping in rewind playing the scenes
I saw many mistakes and all I made
shivering up my spine down buried it under deeply it laid
beauty facade under in my tundra, flourishing at the wonder
an expense is frozen in time
after time I feel the chills in my bone as the thaw won't resign
the condensation drips, I'm traumatized
by the cracks, they're chiseling on the in and the outside
suffering prosecution of a crime, circumstantial, never mine
evidence subjugated the scapegoat based on status
third eye blind the web caught me fly
I attempt to claw myself out of the bind
my two scents changed, this makes no sense no matter how I arrange
No matter what I do I can't change the scent of this lament
Imagine being blamed meanwhile, I can't repent
persecuted at the wrong place at the right time to stain
filthy wipe smearing my freedom away I need my freedom to hand me more than my rights
coercing false testimonies threaten perjury towards the supposed snipes
Give me back my life, give me back my time, my children, my wife, my home
the faded memories of who I was now muted, why am I paying that price
sentenced to death how can I take the rap? the fuse is lit, combustion shall suffice