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story written by hate
Deep, screaming, hollow gray eyes
raging with emptiness, aimlessness
until all hope for them dies.
These eyes,
All they seek is something
To fill the void inside,
To end their suffering
And avoid imploding
No more swallowing their pride.
Will they ever break free Out of this dream?
I don't think so…
I mean look deeply, really
He's about to blow.
You can feel it just dripping out
of every bone and every nerve,
it makes him go crazy
but he is keeping it all
waiting in reserve.
you can see the anger,
eating its way
into the poor man's mind,
driving him mad
it's making him blind.
Blind to the consequences
Blind from the hate,
making him the results
to underestimate,
But he's tired.
Tired of this back stabbing world
He really means it this time
He thinks it kind of grew old.
The eyes slowly lower their gun
but look! It's too late,
now it's time to run!
Run, and never look back
Cause what you left behind
Isn't planning on cutting you any slack.
So go on
With this con
Convincing yourself
Maybe this thing won't hold for long
But he was wrong
It just grows worse
Because people never forget
And in life, there is no reverse
Not for you and not for me
Not for anyone you might want to be
and in this world full of hate
everyone's expecting the same fate,
to end up six feet under
might as well hide in a bunker.
So the chase goes on
But then he stops to think
Maybe this is going on for too long
It's time to make ends meet.
Its time to set things straight
Apologize, say you're sorry
He was sure he was going to get a clean slate
He thought he didn't need to worry.
Maybe the boss will forgive you
Make it all go away
Or maybe he'll (freaking) chop you're head off
Leave it in the field to decay!
In the end he found out
He was barking up the wrong tree
Because in the world of hate
There is no way out
There is no escape.
He counts to ten
But he knows it's the end
He hopes for the best
And I guess
You all know the rest.
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