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jaded times
is this life this degradation this pointless game humiliation
born to die were born to lose and not one choice we make we choose
and when this life is at an end we find that death's our only friend
must we suffer through your games, oh lord? can god really be so bored?
we waste our lives destroying hating, while beneath our flesh a skull lies waiting
blind to beauty blind to love we fear our loving lord above
some live their lives to play their games some live as victims, the insane
your experiment oh lord has failed, and i trust that when we meet you will forgive us
oh joyousness
new work hours

what the world needs now...
noise auction is fucking tight, kinda like tom's ass

i am done
i hate fucking always being alone