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In Devil's Arms

from Heartburn by MY AIM

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As I grew up I realized that I was different than the others. Although my parents were kind and loving, I had none of the joys a child should have. From my earliest years I remember me chopping little bugs’ heads off. Sick? Maybe I was. That's what has been said in the media now. I have no interest in what the public thinks. My fight is in court. While I have been struggling with myself and my acts, television made me king. King of the fallen ones. Keep in mind that the public is brainwashed. All you know about me is fantasy and self-serving theories of the state. No confession is made. They're about to chop my head off, just like I did with my bugs. That's what I call mockery. I can't help but wonder if I'll still be able to hear, the sound of my own blood gushing from my neck? It would be the best fucking pleasure to end it all.

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from Heartburn, released May 12, 2014

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