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Inside confessions are perfect complaints
I been apart of the function I fake
I been embezzled in little restraints
I’ve heard of levels I need to reshape
People just peddle their way to the grave
I’ve seen them cradle their fates with their pain
I’ve seen them fumble their fates through a maze
Exhausted from all of my coughing
Infested I'm toxic to all of my problems
The odds of the fallen I'm more than a prophet
They’re pouring the product on top of my coffin
I’m destined dishonest betrayal is neurotic
I’m pretty melodic inside of the sonics
Subconscious I saw it
Don’t know if I’m honest
The ruby’s are falling from slits of the onyx