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You got too much of mothers milk

You got too much of all the filth

And I can see when I look at you

Pasty skin in the shade of blue

But it ain’t hard

It ain’t hard to see

A wrong thought will be the death of me

Dusty speakers and a rusty snare

I sit waiting for I am the heir

To whatever’s in my blood

Boiling black, catalyst forming in the mud

But it ain’t hard

It ain’t hard to see

I’m entitled to the symphony

Is there a correlation

Between all my thoughts and hits

I sit in contemplation until

I slowly submit

I was sure that I was dying at the hospital

I wasn’t ready, I guess I feel purpose after all

But it ain’t hard

It ain’t hard to see

That sickness hibernates in me

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