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Back in the shitpool the black verbiage oilSwimming in vomit from threat crusted toilTilling the soil that will not produceThe flower of reason as I'm wearing a nooseBack in the puddle I used to call homeSniffing for scraps as I'm braking my bonesKilling the man I thought could beCrucifying maturityI'm crying againI am stinking with shameI fight for renewalI am fighting in vainMothers keep dying for the love of my roadNothing is sacred and nothing's foretoldThe only bright future lies beyond the wallI'm crawling from constance I'm cracking the mouldBrothers keep crying with their fists to the glassBeating on demons till they fall on their assFeeling for safety with their heads to the groundBegging the ways to where their purpose is foundI'm crying againI am stinking with shameI fight for renewalI am fighting in vain From Letras Mania