GANGSTALKED (untitled_0033)

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Um, there's like people gangstalking me
 and I don't know what to do about it.
 I see people gangstalking me.
 I see them outside my window, I can hear them banging on my door.
 They've- they've tapped my fucking walls with wires um,
 All the food I eat, all the cameras inside me,
 all the cameras that are on my- on my computer.
 They're all staring at me, what do I do. I don't wanna kill myself,
 But I don't have gun, I just want to find a way to turn it off
 1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
 5, 6, 7, 8 probing eyes with no face
 1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
 5, 6, 7, 8 probing eyеs no face
 Late one night
 Wеnt on the internet
 Down a rabbit hole
 Into wonderland
 My great awakening
 Fuck them pedo libs
 They drink adrenochrome
 From abortions
 Um, fuck, I think I know too much
 Society a psyop to keep us in a box
 I just need to find
 Some like-minded lives
 To stage a coo against the reptilians
 The ones who make billions
 The CIA and FBI
 In my own little bubble I finally find
 Except they don't fight
 They told me to go digital
 And be connected with the spiritual
 And leave behind my fleshy physical
 To enter into system space
 To escape this world of pain
 But I must spread my message
 Spread my message my friends to awaken these planets
 Don't you understand?
 (?) Well fuck let me tell 'ya
 1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
 5, 6, 7, 8 probing eyes with no face
 1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers at my door
 5, 6, 7, 8
 Stranger
 Danger, cut all ties of communication
 They spy on me I can feel their wavelengths
 They're inside my head they wanna take it
 For mind control but I will rape them
 They're inside my walls
 I can hear them crawl and scratch for me
 But my energy and Merkaba repels them, I'm the sun
 Nowhere I can run to
 Trapped inside my death room
 Till my willpower runs sour
 They'll redact me
 All I have now is this knife
 That I white knuckle with my fists
 They are banging on my door and might break it in
 I won't let it happen
 Pull the door open
 Without hesitation, I begin the torture
 Stab it endlessly in the fucking chest
 Till I realise it was my best friend
 1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers are dead
 5, 6, 7, 8 of my stalkers were friends
 1, 2, 3, 4 of my stalkers are dead
 5, 6, 7, 8 of my stalkers were my friends

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Duration
03:10
Tempo
120 BPM

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