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A Filthy Transaction
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The Influence Crawling trough these thorns of memory's
trying to escape sleep and run to my consciousness
These nightmare's will never let me live.
Falling into valleys of destruction and sin.
I am bound for a road destined with pain
take me, pull me from my destiny.
rip me from the ventriloquists strings.
I wont play this game of fate.
I won't give in. But I wont allow this to be my destiny.
Tradition, addiction, friction and disposition
I will run to the edge of this earth to escape their choke hold.
I live in stasis, as the world goes by me.
people assume I throw my life away.
I just am throwing people away.
for everything seems to be disposable.
but me. I tried to dispose myself many of times.
I always find my way back to consciousness.
Death is a one way street that I did a U-turned on.
I did the impossible. I live for something.
I will find it. I sold my soul for it.
I speak to demons in my sleep.
they corrupt my thoughts with seduction
make me immune to compassion
imbue me with recklessness
I transacted my soul for talent
shaved years off my life
for a little bit of certainty.
here today gone tomorrow.
Reborn, into this monster
It feels so good. It feels so right.
only a few can live this way
