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Click hereParanoia ensues as those creeps hide
Behind their righteous, false and shabby pride.
They claim their filthy actions aren't wrong...
But I know...Oh I know where I belong.
If the silver is kept extremely taught,
The scum of this city can't read my thoughts.
I hide behind it, waiting for that day,
That day when Earth is safe enough to stay.
I wait patiently for those creeps and mutts
To be shot down, and lastly, from Earth cut.
My silver shield will not yield to those freaks,
Those fakes who will steal my thoughts and physique.
I can't stand the thought of Earth as it is,
I need to leave before the city does.
The foil will keep me safe until my time,
My time to run from this evil and grime.
Willing to expire my life to be saved
From this damnation, this hell, this dark grave
Sudden a stark light fills my troubled brain
And I realize the extent. I'm insane.
... they really are out to get you!
Sometimes I tell myself - I'm insane - a fact and move on.
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