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Imagine a kid with no hope for the future they called him a loser

Imagine a weapon imprisoned inside and he knows how to use it

Imagine a victim all broken and goin' to face the abuser

Remember the name when he's going insane while he's making a statement

Stomping on the pavement like

What maybe works for you doesn't do it for me

I told em' I ain't in the mood why'd they do this to me?

Stick me out upon a stage when they know I'm horrified

That if I I let the demon out he'd be immortalized

What maybe stuck for you doesn't stick to me

Smoke and mirror I don't d*** around with trickery

What maybe clicks for you doesn't click for me