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You're the infection my friend, disgusting right to the end
Didn't I know it then, I knew it I knew it
You're basic but hard to define, simple yet somehow sublime
Knew you will strike again, I knew it I knew it
You're all that's wrong with your dumbass psalms
Ya that's all that you will ever be
Nothing you can do because that's all that you will ever be
Polished you shiver when shined
Forgotten and seething inside
Everyone falls for this, I knew it I knew it
You're all that's wrong with your dumbass psalms
Ya that's all that you will ever be
Nothing you can do because that's all that you will ever be
Ever be, never be, want to be mine
All to be, made to be, holding your side
Throwing it, breaking it, all by your fame
Sending you back to the place you once came
Leaving behind you
No one around you
You will never be
You want to be god
It's all gone
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