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Rembrandt, 1642

from The White City by Saint Vidaus

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take me
my soul is yours
to conquer
nothing helps for me
no longer
i am a poor and desperate
blogger
begging for lights and shining
armour

i know i know i know

every one takes apart of my life
i got nothing left to sacrifice
no one gives a fuck if i die
no more pride left on the line

all i
do want
tranquil
hope and serenity

easy living
kick back
passive money

a paid for
excursion
running
from this fucking lifestyle

ive made
for me
packed bags
good night
to you fucking pigs

weak men have made the grade
watch this world go up in flames
watch the smoke from ungodly frame
cover my mouth unholy blame

try and shut me up put me down
take my job and burn my house
talking on my back strip off my gown
all this work for nothing now

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from The White City, released July 17, 2020

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