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maybe i could break myself
wide open on the street
let the stampeding herd above
leech bonus from my feet
but all the heathens stop to watch
and mix their minds with mine
and weigh it down just hard enough
to break me into line
so i'll shatter me on rope or razor
in my own privacy
so their eyes won't burn my flesh so strong
it makes the death of me
and i won't pull them down into
the abyss that i create
but my meandering soul can grin
as they drown in my hate
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Your arms are broken!
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