Correction Lyrics Fresh batch cooking in the oven, might forget it & leave it slightly burned by Istasha

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Misconceived
Disbelieve
Resonating out of key
Bottom of the pocket It's sodom and you can never leave
Artisan resting up
Test the wheels in dirt and mud
Rusted off them shakels
Your talking inside your catacombs

Settled chalk
Writing it til your finger grinding on the rock
Enter the pentagram
Hack at your benefits
Efforts? you never said anything; evidence

And you choke a case
Ok Amazing Set your b*t*hing now aside Inside your cage
And drown in rage and spite you're missing out

Writhing
Day by day
Robbed of the walls
Put you out of the way
Tainted cell
No way out
Ring the bell
Hanging from the bars
Won't maintain
Tainted waste in the well
Sewer fluid run in ruins
Agonistic resin
Chewing
Inst**ute of fusing
With arrows Inside yourself intrusive
All abusive
Lost of meaning
Indecisive seas
No seaming
Deep inside deceit
And recive a sight Insufficient what

Eyes are not perceptive
Keep leaking ethanol
Regressive
And Slowly dripping out the Molotov
Following on the message
But you're focus stays suppressed
At the number of additions
Not impressed
You're Just a f**ked up lost boy
Stuck inside of forced choices

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