Watch it blow my mind. It's something I am ill-prepared to remedy. But let it slow the time. It takes to die and close your eyes to your enemy. Defy!. Self-made millionaires won't take ideas. From all the little plebeians just suffocate with smiles. And force fed lies. And close your mind to reality. Deny. It feels like I'm losing again. When I've lost everything. I'm sure I will see more clearly. Lose what I'm feeling to them. And not feeling anything. I'm sure I will bleed sincerely. Tonight!. So you make the simplest mistake. So you make the simplest mistake. And fearlessly you deny your involvement in my demise. But give me your open hand