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Anonymous
01:28
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Backstabbers, liars, cheats and fools. They’ve always been jealous cause I don’t play by their rules. Enemies and fair-weather friends, an integral part of what will fuel me till the end. On my terms. Heart pumps blood but my body runs on hate. I’ve always felt the most alive when I’ve been irate. I am enthralled with the things that make my blood curdle and make my skin crawl. Respect if you challenge me even without accord, but I have no respect for cowards. Hiding behind the mask of anonymity. Are you really that afraid of me? Afraid of saying something that you can’t later deny. The words you speak aren’t good enough to stand by.
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Self-assessment
02:13
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Old habits, they just won’t die. Stuck in my rut as the world passes me by. Even when I think I’ve changed it’s the way it always goes. It’s hard when messing up is all that you know. I wish I could bring myself to let them know just how much I really care. I wish I could bring myself to let them know how much I’d miss them if they weren’t there. Because nine times out of ten I can’t convey my emotions to you because nine times out of ten I can’t use the mediums I should be able to. There’s ten thousand tons of pressure crushing my soul, from the secrets I have that can never be told. Ten thousand tons of pressure resting on my conscience, from the lies I’ve told at my own expense. Ten thousand tons of pressure preventing me, from being the person who I really want to be. There’s ten thousand tons of pressure weighing on my mind, I’m lying when you ask me how I am and I just say “fine”. Why is it that anger is the only emotion that strikes quickly from my tongue? So quick to judge on what they haven’t instead of what they’ve done. It’s never been my intention to be so detached and so reserved. It’s not the way I wanted to be, it’s not the treatment that you deserve. But I feel like we’re from different worlds, it’s different to what you’ve already endured. What used to be so simple back then has now become so obscured. Someday, someone like me won’t be considered a failure.
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Unprepared
02:36
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Prepare for the worst and hope for the best is what I’ve always been told, but excuse me for not having faith in a country full of lost and broken souls. Don’t tell me that things aren’t as bad as they seem. Has mankind gone too far to be redeemed? Are we all doomed? So called democracy is based on false promises. Barely anyone taking notice of what this way of life has cost us. The rich get richer and the poor turn a blind eye without any protest. Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who isn’t possessed. Is this the end? This city is now a blackhole, sucking the life out of the weak, making it seem wrong to be a part of anything that is unique. The Government is full of corrupt elects that view you as nothing more than society’s rejects. This is a war cry and we will not retreat, we’re sick of being lied to just so you can get your seat. I watch your house crumble beneath your own two feet, because you never could practice what you preach. Your Government doesn’t care about you. It doesn’t care about me. They destroyed our future and left us with the debris.
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Brutality
02:17
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Ganging up on a defenseless teen? A big man behind your mask so that you can’t be seen. A disgrace to your kind, an abomination who strikes down innocents without provocation. To protect and serve the people, they’ve all taken this oath, but they turn their backs on us just when we need them the most. Trying to extinguish free speech in this nation by bringing violence to a peaceful protest. Highlighting that democracy is truly dead if it ever did even exist. I’ve seen fear and uncertainty in officers eyes, standing still, letting out silent cries. No sympathy, I say shame on you. You should be standing with us, this is your country too. My anger will never be silenced. Sew my mouth shut, plug my ears, even black out my eyes. The World will still know of your sins because this truth will soak through my skin. When the scumbags and hypocrites in uniform are worse than the people they apprehend, it’s time to hang your head because this really is the beginning of the end. You pigs make me sick.
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