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Amalgamate Who was it that told you truth was an easy pill to swallow? Nothing new under the sun and something certain need not be original Take that with a glass of courage then call me back tomorrow You make me want to scream, shout, Rip your beating heart out Show you what is at it's core All you really want is something more Something more exact Something without fiction I can do that So why the fucking friction? Answer me, I know you can Dig down deep in that personal wasteland Vapid you ain't, and shallow you're not But choke down that apathy Cause it is all you've got Just don't expect it from me Your unreasoning rationalizations I simply refuse to ignore If you're looking for lies in a shell of truth You should find yourself a whore Look up! Learn quick! That mealymouthed resistance I cannot have the stomach for |
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