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1997

1997

unimportant
woes of a sinful world

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unimportant

i scream but they ignore me
i cry but nobody cares
i am all alone
abandoned by those whom i thought cared
what is friendship anyway?

am i just some inconvenience
someone to put up with
am i as worthless as i feel?
would everyone rather that i died
that i am a burden no longer?

or is this some sadistic game
am i just a pathetic pawn?
have i lived my life in vain
to believe that i mattered?
i suppose i am naive
but everyone wants a purpose for living
without it the soul mourns
for the death of its own heart
which wishes to live no longer

life is an endless strife
and i am unimportant.

Woes of a sinful World

the world is spinning on its axis of sin
shallow and corrupt
their minds corroded and fragile
too fucked up to figure out the truth

there are no monsters in the closet
ghouls don't terrorize at night
it's all a rouse, can't you see
they're trying to destroy the me in me

religion is a whore
it's fun while it lasts
hollow sphere without a core
it can't last forever

sins are fragile and the truth is corrupt
i am the whore and the world is my pimp
and their exalted god is the biggest prick of all
so just fuck everyone, it doesn't matter
cuz everyone's a whore, just like me
i deserve a chance to be
they can't decide my fate for me



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