You're trying to hide your addictions
But, from who?
Every mirror has an eye
That can look right through you
You have sold your soul
To a substance
And you think
you've gone through too much?
You, somehow, try to justify
Your ego and your anger
You go and buy back
Your ever festering soul
Before you start to preach
Your morals to others
You're just a silhouette
Somehow holding on
To your anger and rage
Don't you ever forget
You can't act upon
Either one of em
So, just you Sushhhhhhhhhhh!
Your devious mind
And start to take control
Over your insidious life
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