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Paradise

from RUTHLESS by TORCH IT

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Routines were tearing down my mind until I lost it. I’m exhausted and you’re next, so count your blessings, count your losses. All this time, all this energy for nothing. There is no trap door that will bring you back to where you once began, no. You were told there’s so much money to earn and chase, but it’s safe to say the cold hard cash will turn to ash and all your best years have gone to waste. Another wild animal in a cubicle cage unaware of the bars, unaware of your rage. They pull your teeth or just knock them in, call it fair, but you can’t kiss another man, cause that’s a fucking sin? The snares are all set, the trap is ready to snap. Snake eyes, thin ice. We’ve sacrificed our freedom for a false peace and we pay the price. Snake eyes, thin ice. We’ve sacrificed our dreams for a dead paradise.

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from RUTHLESS, released May 12, 2017

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