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I can feel my pulse throbbing through out my ears

My hearts pounding and my visions so unclear.

All the times you threw me down, screamed for me to die

I carry pain you can't even imagine in your mind.



I extend my hand out to those who truely understand

What it's like to live while feeling like half a man.

My adrenalines coursing in my veins, cutting like razor; glistening so bright

I carry hate you couldn't even imagine in your mind.



My ears are ringing from all the screams and tears I hear

My knuckles are turning white, no longer feeling any fear.

My breath is ragged, I can't contain the fire within my chest; confined

I carry a desire you couldn't even imagine in your mind.



Where theres a fire, I'm the one bringing the gasoline

I'm a damaged rage-o-holic, and will wipe out your exsistance completely.