Are you up? Are you out?
Well now i'm in, entranced by my serpent grin
my forked tongue spinning wonders
my forked tongue spitting lies
Don't blame me for anything, it was all decided when i was young
my excuse for abuse
There's an ocean inside of me
swirling, frothing, made of piss
getting so old, peel back my skull to find mold
why do i exist?, no reason to persist
still i smile when i dial
you've been corrupted by me and my poisonous personality.
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