Sat down, lied to, fucked up again. Childs mind, naive, picks up the signals we send, fill the brain, program, all our fear. Sociopathic child that we reared. Dig down, deep down, repressed. Dig down, deep down, contempt. Dig down, deep down, profile is grandiose. Beautiful, but frail, the peddles of this rose. Exercises despotic control over every aspect of the victim's life, emotional need to justify his crimes therefore he, I dont feel your righteous in me. The core. Anti-social. Falling down. Down to the ground, delinquent soul drowned. Most aberrant architecture weve ever found. Failed, frail, deceit for pleasure. Messed around, paranoid today. My times the judge, mess around the thoughts, my times today, Messed around, enslaved in their way. I dont feel your righteous in me. The core, anti-social. Hand wounds while masturbating. Failed, frail, deceit for pleasure. Doesnt suit the cost, does the ditzy boss, grows like moss. Dealing with the law, and the clothes were gone, ditched and lost. Chasing, traitors with lack of empathic nature. Chasing, traitors with lack of moderation. Raw secretes with masturbation, raw secrets of maturation.