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Compulsive Malevolent Creation

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Hypocritical views Everyone that you betrayed all your words mean nothing I ignore the things you say Full of ignorance Blow out of proportion King of nothing compulsive lying trash

Dr. Jeckyl Mr. Hyde Always talking shit disregard for others Living in sin Two faced backstabber Running out of tricks One day they will hit you Like a tonn of bricks

Freak of nature Contemplaiting disarray By manipulation You get your pathetic way

Two faced...

People you offend Driven to a frolic state Hands around your neck Taste my wrath and feel my hate

Behind your lies locked inside this private hell Nothing you regret Ineer truth will never spin

Hypocritical... ...tonn of bricks