black lotus
We are the black lotus
We let the hatred float us
Because the world wrote us
The depression vote us
The suicidal tendencies rope us
The white hairs cope us
The care helps dope us
We are the black lotus
We love the hate
We love the debate
We love to add hell to your fate
Because hell is what we create
Don’t try and help its way too late
We hide and let our prey come as we wait
And you may do whatever to us it's great
We are silent and sly
We are nothing but a lie
We hear your stories and pry
we aren’t unhappy even when we die
We have nothing but bones to try and fly
We are a whisper know the end is nigh
We fell from grace
Sharp and heavy as a mace
Running and killing at a inhuman pace
Because life is a race
And we are the demons in a black lace
We are in every place
And no one knows our base
And no one knows our true face
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