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Vindictive Thieves
There’s something living in my head.
Demon’s, they want the soul.
All these haters trying to be me.
Swear, can I just be in peace.
Always hating on me. Losing my sanity.
Leaving comments on posts, leaving comments with roasts.
Can I please be alone?
Running away from my problems,
Running away from them,
Running away from everything til’ I’m dead.
Looking at me and looking at my bed.
Death to the one that’s vindictive.
Looking at me like you pessimistic,
Attacking,
Wrath in your heart that is full.
Shoot for the part, and look at the stars.
Whether it's dark, whether it’s light.
Fight or flight for us.
Drowning in a pool of hate.
Make them suffocate.
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