Reproach envelopes me.
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A hierarchy through violence-street society.
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I voice my contempt.
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Convinced of my immunity.
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Yet on a smaller scale,
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In my conflicted world,
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My resistance is stretched.
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You sense and provoke.
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You mock and degrade my friends and aims,
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Tempting drastic actions - baiting me.
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My shame turning, turning to rage.
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Twisting the knot inside,
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The final strains of restraint discharged.
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Acceleration of loathing, driving my physical force.
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The shameful act, the feeling of angst,
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I considered myself incapable.
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Lay blame with me for the "Bastard" that I am,
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(You're) too stupid to understand the scars your cruel words inflict.
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Cause And Effect (Pt. 2)
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| Napalm Death |
