24/7 from ITEM(S) by Suffocate With Your Fame

Dark eyes that need to sleep,
Dirty hands and bloody skin,
Screaming like the hell to me,
You are a martyr, not the man you used to be.
That is why
We´re worse than animals
Soulless creaturess
And I hate us.
We are just like animals
Who think
That we´re better
But we are nothing
You die on things of uncountable cost
Your life is full of lust, soul which is fucking lost
Changing other's dreams into smoke and dust
In misery you musn't trust.
You need me to profit
But i mean nothing to you
You need me for profit
But i mean nothing to you
You need me to profit
But I am nothing you.
Feed on your suffering
I am a part of you, but I dont lean on you,
The only truth is that I hope you really break it through
I am a part of you, but I dont lean on you,
The only truth is - I believe in me.

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