Broken Backs from Split by Over My Dead Body

Are you still behind those lying eyes?
Move the fuck on, we don't wanna see your shit.
Your routine is fucking worthless and we can see through it.
I see through your fucking facade, we know that you are a fraud. Remember what brought you here? I guess that's not enough.
Well motherfucker, there's thousands of kids to pick up where you left off. Stake your claim as the one, the one to save us all.
You make us sick and we cannot wait to watch your fall.
Climbing over broken backs of those who played their part.
I, for one, am glad you're here to show what sets us apart.
We'll see you dead.

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