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Am I spilling my guts
or am I spilling my ass
Is it brave to be bold
or is it just that
I’m racing the first punch
and I’m kicking its ass

What’s the sin in a rhyme
Do I change it on purpose
What’s the point in redemption
All I am is devotion

Am I running on passion
I’m burning all motives
The torch handle’s scalding
I drop it like nothing
Bite off the blister

The finish line’s waiting
When I run through a mirror
I’ll drink all the blood
Fuck the mirror

Seven years of bad luck
or a decade on purpose
Life is a light switch
I flick it at will