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| All this rage It makes me feel locked up in a cage I don't know how it appeared But it happened and is what I feared I can't control myself My words don't seem to be mine I feel this need to commit a crime People with offers I can't decline I pay the fine Not with money But with a piece of me I make myself pay Every single day I want my enemies to decay in the dirt Want to tear of their shirt They will be hurt Promises and lies On which everyone relies Devote myself to this type I trust, I mistrust and see no light I won't give up Without a fight I am suspicious That is what makes me vicious Evil is what haunts my soul My life has no goal Words can be stunning can be be used in ways that are cunning I keep on running For my mistake This whole world is fake Wish I never went astray Followed the wrong way.. Wish I could undo that day But here I am Still nothing of this has happened But in prospect This could happen But with my friends The trust The hope And everything else I have I won't fall into evil ways That is stated now Right here on this place |