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Childhood, it's like a lock without a key,
It's the blooming time for brainwash/ and exPlanation of what you see. Growing uP, burning down inside.. Do your chores/ Go ta Bed, PUT A BULLET THRU MY HEAD!!! Going mad and maturing all along, yer parents are fliping blind/ and their ideals are all wrong, influenced by what your parents always want, you're a model of their youth/ you're a trophy they can flaunt. Now you're sick and dying too, all alone in a black lifeless room/ with nothing to do. Death, it doesn't seem to phase me, but people crying over dying never seizes to amaze me. KILL YOUR PARENTS / BURN THEIR BODIES. BURY THEIR ASHES / FIND OT WHAT YOU WANT!!
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