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PSA

from S​/​T by Prick Bigot

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Walk down the halls, their blood is on the walls.
I see the bodies on the ground, I know that they're not real.
I hear their dying screams, it haunts my cycled dreams.
I can't escape my built up hate, cause now its all I feel.

Their eyes are filled with fright
It consumes me with delight
Begging on their knees
I laugh at their useless pleas

The cops are on their way, now the piggies are my prey.
And the sirens in my head just won't go away.
I lay down my guns, I know my time has come.
Relief only hits when my lungs are full of lead.

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from S​/​T, released January 11, 2014

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Started in 2013 in order to fight back against the powers and ideals that oppress individuals.

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