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• Artiste: Kublai Khan TX
• Titre: Us & Them
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Sick of mother fuckers acting like I owe them shit. A bottomless Consequence. That will never end. We aren’t close. Never were. This the way it is. Truth be told. I don’t even fucking like you bitch. Too old to care. Too cold to share. You’re not my kind. You’re just there. You lie to others. You swear we’re brothers. But I would never let that close. Fuck. You. I don’t even know. Who the fuck are you? You’re not my kind. I don’t even know. Who the fuck are you anymore mother fucker? Go. Every day I meet more people. The more I know the less I like. You got nothing. I want. Or need. I’ll call it even if you stay silent. There is the notion no mans an island in the ocean. Then why the fuck do I demand seclusion. Pray to god to rid me of you fucking burdens. Tired of the eyes everywhere my head is turning. Personality error. Solitary terror. But I fucking hate you all And it’s all I can do to end this. For all The ones who thought they never could. Become the one you said you never would. It’s been a long time coming. And it’s safe. to say it’s time for you to fucking pay. Time to pay the fucking price. Another fist that leaves another bruise. Time goes on and the cuts don’t heal. So stick the knife deeper into the wound. A weightless cross, can you even bare it . A mouth that doesn’t shut makes words mean nothing. Open your ears so I can tell you something. Fuck you