Genocide Skin


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More than one way More than one way

Our genocide, spits and slithers
Inside, My innards writhe
Tempers taut, Dried and withered
You can't hide, Your boring lives
In every eye lies a sliver Dark tears that go undried
Tomorrow will deliver It's tongue is never tied

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More than one way More than one way

Wither and die
Wither and die

No your self pity isn't dark Knowledge isn't wisdom
No your apathy isn't smart Fit into the system







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