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Got the devil dancing in my head

I just wanna watch the motherfucking blood spread

Got the devil dancing in my head

I just wanna watch the fucking world turn red

I hear you

Talking that shit behind my back saying that I'm crazy

I was born to play this game, it’s the way that they raised me

Grinding my fists to dust, you think this life didn’t change me?

Questioning every day if I'm even worth saving

But I'm not

Living every day like I'm a fucking disease

I can’t seem to fight my hyperviolent tendencies

Like a dog, I gnaw on bones to sharpen all my teeth

And, if the bruises aren’t on you, then they’re inside of me

You cast me in your fucking play on full display

Does it make you proud to know that I'm your biggest mistake?

Does it tear you up to know that I'm still breathing today?

Will you stand and clap when curtains close and I'm in the grave?

Yeah

Clap for me

Your own catastrophe

Questions run through my head

With the shit that you said

Is this me? How I'm bred?

Are these lies I’ve been fed?

I can see how it ends

Family and my friends

Apology in advance

I just can’t do this dance

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