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They take and they take and they take From each other Killing their mothers and brothers Their sisters They do what they want They do what they must To get ahead Standing in a shallow grave Just another one dead Oh my god What have I done Looking into the mirror asking what have I become Fall into my own filth again Biting down on a pen Taste of ink is bleeding in What have I become Is it bleeding in again Deathblow to the head as ink settles in Oh my god What have I done Looking into the mirror asking what have I become Fall into my own filth again Biting down on a pen I can feel death creeping in I got a call just the other day From a friend Asking how I've been If I've been okay I told him I was fine, abided by the social constructs Forgot to mention the mass grave rotting in my closet I got the gun to my head looking up At the ceiling They always said a fresh coat of paint could help deal with the feelings A shade of red could really set the mood Stand back Click click motherfucker finger's on the trigger Boom I know what I've done Who I've become Right or wrong simply depends what side you're on Remove the guilt Take the pain away I admit I confess I'm a fucked up mess I can feel, I can feel it in the middle if my chest I got the gun to my head looking up At the ceiling They always said a fresh coat of paint could help Deal with the feelings A shade of red could really set the mood Stand back Click, click motherfucker fingers on the trigger Boom