your mind is restricted from years of obedience thoughts are never your own your mind is a trap loaded with crap
ch. who decided your life? not you never had it in you to look inside and be you
living life in a safety belt nothing inside anymore never crossed the line just content to whine always pay the fine mind by their design
it`s time to purge your brain no question at all they`ve constructed the wall but you had the bricks (ever increasing pressure fix) (pain of mind, sickness of heart)
pain of mind, sickness of heart.
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