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there's soil in my chest where my heart should be
roots in my lungs, when i inhale i find it hard to keep
scrapes on my skin from always falling on my arms and knees
pitch black fog, i walk ahead but i can hardly see
i dance with aphorisms, cheat on them with feelings
brain's a cataclysm, losing heat and freezing
i gotta get outta here, escape to outer atmosphere
i'm stuck shackled and confined to inner stratosphere
self-discipline, that's what the bushido said
hair scratchin itchin on my cheeks like mosquito legs
skulduggery and skulls cover me
ribcage prisoner, let the soil smother me
you got me by the throat and i had no idea
my abilities to actualize became my only fear
here, take my limbs away like ciggies from a smoker
you wear em round your neck, but i'm the only one who's choking
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