the show of death
C Smokey SkrillaThis time I must find a rhyme so I can shine with a light as I climb up to the paradigm; What can I do alone but sit on my phone Wasting away below my throne cause I can’t do it alone; No way out this is the end, time to say goodbye to you my friend; What is the point why am I doing this Is this my choice as I’m told to rejoice ; Nothing above nothing below For this I must grow but, that you already know and I’ll make it a marvelous show ;
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