Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: You point to me and ask me to heal I have not chosen this roll in life Yet you still tell me to break your seal To end your disgusting little strife I pity you, in my mistake I cannot find an explanation The man that you have faked You continue your own degradation I watch from my tower And wish I were you I find stupid power In the lives that you persue Funny in my pitiful dealings I see you in moronic doubt I see your hopeful feelings And feel as a small lout I cannot understand Or try to ever know Yet I still make pretend And put on the proper show I make your break from your fall Yet you hide from my ways For you fear the death thrall And the man still says
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