Know Too Much

Yu grow to know too much

Soon u grow out of luck

Leaving theories debunked n the conspiracies uncut

So what

Leave me to rot

Let me die in my own thoughts

Like the light drawing in the moth

I'm a sloth

Submerged in my greed

Feeding off ur needs

Makin u heed to my attempts to make u do bad deeds

Leavin u bleedin as I proceed to impede on ur thoughts n mislead

5/16/2013

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