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The I set out on took a turn
when the shifted
This is not the life I
What's is done
The crime is
Now the beast has home to roost
He returns with on his hands
Caught in the of meeting
the of supply and reprimand

My is boiling.

I feel my own skin
I can see it crawling
Can't expose all these
But I can see falling down.
There's no escape building tension
The valve has been refitted
A lost plot in constant
A rising storm that's never
You can't know enough too much
The envelope is
Too far gone now to my course and be subjugated

And my blood boiling.

is a labour of hate.
This is how I to survive
The only way I to exist
The road is hard and the cost is
But I was for this,
My of hate.