A shoulder to cry on,
               A friend to depend on,
               Time and time again,
           you think abouth yourself
         before you think abouth me!
My words are weapon in which I murder you with,
                  but please don't get scared,
                 please do not turn your head.
                           We are the future,
                    the 21st. century dyslexic,
                      glue sniffing cybersluts,
            with homicidal minds and handguns,
                             we are the insane,
                          nothing will change.
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