Franz Samsa

Pump my veins with lies, I'll take it
Addictive minds alike translucent
Lucid dreams, catching these
Neverending

I detest your tests. Not prepared, box left unchecked
Not good enough, not the best, words unsaid
Failing's fine, he's a friend of mine
or so it seems

Pump my mind with facts, not fiction
Procrastination. Rats in the kitchen
Time flies by, transforms minds
Neverending

Pump my veins with lies, I'll take it
About to throw up, just faked it



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Writer(s): Sean Harper
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