You want to know what grows Inside my head You make incisions with a rusty can You judge me by the standards that you set A perfect world built by a hypocrite
You make me sick
Everything you ever see in me Pre-derided by your blinded eyes Blinkered visions of a narrow mind
You make me sick
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