cue the laugh track... is my opinion morbid?
imbued with half assed minions more dead
than alive at night, seein' demons but survive the fright
i've arrived to fight... but not with my contenders
it's a struggle internal, my body's the offender
probly when i enter the ring, angels sing.. aw hell no..
I elbow em in their angled wings, bringin the bell tones
well wrote, but needing a release, i've grown outta my shell toes
my feet are bleeding and stink
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