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[Verse 1: Longstockings] Rest in peace, Mr. Conscience, never needed you anyways I'm stuck in the lower levels, I've been here for days This place is all too familiar, and now it's like a second nature Man, heads are gonna roll if I come across another faker Help me wake, escape, from my distorted reality I'm fighting Sub Zero for my life, Fatality I don't wanna sprinkle my mom's lawn with epitaphs But logically this method of leaving gives me the last laugh I know my words are flavoured with Provolone Thoughts of the perfect place I could reside and call my own home There's no way she's real, it's too good to be true I've matured too fast, and now I'm f**ing up me own youth Insignificance is the feeling that I'm feeling at this time My level of importance reached a dime minus ten cents Damn, I wish this all made sense Back then my mind was closed up, but man, I hopped that fence I met a girl with a last name that rhymes with pickle Was told that she's a s*ut but I doubted that she craved the dickle She's someone that I'd like to get close to But I'm f**ed, and I hope that I won't lose This girl that's got a sickness that she locks up in a box Her abundance of absences makes the impression That the contents of the box are f**ing serious and shouldn't be disclosed (Well, not yet) I think it's better if I don't know If I get attached it could become an unexpected low blow I just can't be happy anymore Everything is an*lyzed so I don't know no f**ing who*es People aren't legitimate, so I'll never truly know somebody Women can't just be themselves and guys just wanna f** like bunnies And that's how people get hurt, when they get treated like dirt Guys that go 'round and flirt, wipe the dirt off their shoulder, their shirt Turn all the water to gasoline and burn this big boulder Take my girlfriend to Mars Live in a place that's colder, gonna hold her [Hook] This place is a prison and these people aren't your friends This place is built with broken dreams and the people play pretend This place is a prison and these people are not your friends This place is built with broken dreams and the people play pretend [Verse 2: Longstockings] Now I've got thoughts of being prosecuted with the genocide of my own race Dreams of being someone else, I loathe the look of my own face I hate everybody, myself included, sick of dealing with so much bullsh** But I noticed that people don't mind me but I feel like I'm being fed bullsh** As I walk up the stairs with a blade in my hand And incisions in my arms, the floor turned to sand I felt the air humidify, the wind began to blow The only way was forward, I didn't know where else to go Oh, helplessness, confusion and hate has filled my thoughts I was searching for dreams, but it seems that a nightmare's what I caught Rational thought process was put aside, preserved but still rots If someone needed sadism and violent thoughts, hey, I've got lots (Listen up, kids) Now a black man's suicide is a water pistol full of bleach A white man's suicide is a fully loaded Desert Eagle Smeagol, like an African smack addict, feed the needy needle Introspective perception, avoid my bleak cerebral I'm a misogynist, but I don't count b**hes, I count murders My body count could supply a restaurant of cannibal burgers The teen angst of an emo kid, the f*g swag of a douchebag But my pants don't sag, I own a belt, and I get mad at CoD I could live a thousand lives and still not be worthy of her My mindset lives in a serial k**er, I'm gonna make her life worse When an undeserving man wins the lottery, does he cash that cheque Or does he let it sit and lose it? Cherish what you have don't wreck it He feels his blood bubbling, boiling and burning The tension in his mind and his heart has rea**ured him that Things improve, as long as you don't aggravate your problems No self-inflicted drama, stable mind bars, I got 'em These scars tell a story, a story I can't keep The story of my bizarre craving for infinite sleep If I ever wake up, I won't be in the lower levels I'll be out roaming the streets fulfilling my own endeavors [Hook x3]