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Lowest priority
You're a fucking loser
My name is sickness
What's the point of it all?
Besides nothing?
Being dead
It's just a joke
It's magic
It's innocent
Yes because it don't harm anybody
Because your life is useless anyway
Because you can't do it
I'm 1 of the losers, member of the club
I think in a way
I mean I think in a way
Yes, in the way a loser thinks
Help and hate is the same
Coz you adore the struggle in pain
It's the same, no different, no change
There's no accordance
Or disaccordance
Coz you see it coming from far away
Coz I'm too stupid to understand
I'm weak, of course I'm weak,
I do not respond to the attacks, never
Helping people is a little thing
It makes little difference
Not a big difference
Who would help?
Good question
Even if you don't like it,
There's no communication
Discard envy from your life
What do people do besides torture people?
Nothing besides put them in jail
No prophet escaped from this jail
This is a tough jail.
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