I named it that because i could…

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You only think you know what this thing is about,
And how you know what you do without a doubt,
Well i’m about to start a little bit of a bout,
And tell you that this world ain’t made for boy scouts.

This world is made for the filth to filter through,
The pain and suffering you once knew,
The happiness never once brought to you,
and a world view, common to view as skewed.

[chorus]
This world is made for the lies to be said,
Lies meant solely to behead,
The voices in your head,
The voice you never wanted to shed.

You only thought you knew what this world was for,
But I’ll give you a hint, it’s made for more.
I’ll tell you one thing, and it’s for sure,
I’m never giving up, never going out the door.

[chorus]
This world is made for the lies to be said,
Lies meant solely to behead,
The voices in your head,
The voice you never wanted to shed.

You once remembered you thoguht why the world was,
Aquired from all the latest buzz,
but all it was doing was filling the streets with the scuzz,
Off tomorrow.

[shred of sorts]

[chorus]
This world is made for the lies to be said,
Lies meant solely to behead,
The voices in your head,
The voice you never wanted to shed.

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now for something completely unrelated
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I am a sugar plum,
Ripe and blue,
Stab me,
And eat me,
That’s what we do

A fool you never knew,
a toad stool of skew,
Of blood and horror,
Oh my, al gore…er,

Something.
Nothing,
Displaced,
Replaced,
Un-poetic,
How pathetic.