There comes a time
2 mins to slide a piece metal in my hand
my throat opens up
and i belt
like my life depended on it
an addict to chaos
i can`t slow down
all i feel is all thats infront of me
its all a blur
its all a show
its all for nothing
if i don`t mean every single second of it
So feel this five folded fist
This mouth won`t remain shut
I`ll break this silence once and for all
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