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    Victims of hatred and lust, bound to our vile minds

    You hate your own reflection, the anger cuts so deep
    You fill your mind with fantasies about me as you sleep
    Self loathing is a disease, it tears apart the mind
    Envy, resentment, and greed are all it leaves behind

    Nobody is better than me, no better than you
    There’s no me versus you
    Acting like you’re better than me, you’re not nothing to me
    There’s just nothing left to prove
    Maybe if you opened your eyes and cut open your mind
    But you love how it feels inside
    I can only hope that you find the right peace of mind, but till then you’re blind

    Look at you now, I bet you’re so damn proud
    I bet you thought you were doing good
    Telling everyone around me that you would

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    Look at you now you really stole the crowd
    You’re living like you’re in Hollywood, but you’re evicted from the neighborhood

    Take it from me I used to be like you
    So cold and tired of my point of view
    This life will always have its misery
    You have to live through adversity

    Nobody is better than me, no better than you
    There’s no me versus you
    Acting like you’re better than me, you’re not nothing to me
    There’s just nothing left to prove
    Maybe if you opened your eyes and cut open your mind
    But you love how it feels inside
    I can only hope that you find the right peace of mind, but till then you’re blind

    Look at you now, I bet you’re so damn proud
    I bet you thought you were doing good
    Telling everyone around me that you would

    Look at you now you really stole the crowd
    You’re living like you’re in Hollywood, but you’re evicted from the neighborhood
    Victims of hatred, victims of lust
    Bound to our own vile putrid minds

    Look at you now, I bet you’re so damn proud
    I bet you thought you were doing good
    Telling everyone around me that you would

    Look at you now you really stole the crowd
    You’re living like you’re in Hollywood, but you’re evicted from the neighborhood
    Victims of hatred and lust bound by our own design
    Vile fucking minds

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