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Kurukato

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Tell me what it's like
When everything you do is seen as a joke
They laugh and laugh despite what you had spoke
Tell me what do you stand for?
Are you gonna let them say you who you are?
Tell me will you strive for more?
Are you gonna strive to make it far?
Motherfuckers act like whores
For all of this, wow, ain't that bizarre?
They're all stuck on the floor
While you're sitting at the top of Mars
But now I'm wondering why
There's a hole in the middle of my chest
This feeling will not pass by
Probably because I'm still so fucking stressed
And depressed, and a mess
Feelings suppressed, feel oppressed
In a constant state of unrest
All this info I ingest
And now I'm forced to only ask why?
(Why they fell need to do this?)
(They don't even give a straight answer, for this)
And now these complications contradicting all the words they had said before
I ask why do they have to wear their masks and hope that their real selves I ignore
What happened to "being genuine" this person's irony I must adore
I keep picking on one though, can't be doing that shit anymore
They decided my character 'fore I even showed up
Like my countries politics this shit is corrupt
How you judge a book 'fore you even see it's cover?
Thrown back in the shredder I can't even recover
Turn a one night stand to getting stood up hard
Stable like a stool missing a leg, yet disregard
I fall into the water left to drown 'cause I can't swim
Through the endless sea, this shit is looking grim
I couldn't even get an answer as to why they would lie
Are they really that hopeful that I would die
And now I'm forced to only ask why?
Tell me what do you stand for?
Are you gonna let them say you who you are?
Tell me will you strive for more?
Are you gonna strive to make it far?
Motherfuckers act like whores
For all of this, wow, ain't that bizarre?
They're all stuck on the floor
While you're sitting at the top of Mars
But now I'm wondering why
There's a hole in the middle of my chest
This feeling will not pass by
Probably because I'm still so fucking stressed
And depressed, and a mess
Feelings suppressed, feel oppressed
In a constant state of unrest
All this info I ingest
And now I'm forced to only ask why?
Tell me what do you stand for?
Are you gonna let them say you who you are?
Tell me will you strive for more?
Are you gonna strive to make it far?
Motherfuckers act like whores
For all of this, wow, ain't that bizarre?
They're all stuck on the floor
While you're sitting at the top of Mars

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