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I feel like the wind keeps pulling me back, the fruits of my labor keep molding to black I just want to keep growing and growing my name, but your showing me lies and hiding the truth away, and now that I stray stray from the roots that I come from, it's nothing I've played before I'm sore it's hurting my core you're just peeling Away at my legs, and my pores so SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD SPREAD MARCH FOR A FATHER UNTILL YOU ARE DEAD UNTILL YOUR DEAD SPREAD OUR ASHES ACROSS THE SIX SUNS AND do NOT COME BACK UNTILL YOURE DONE WIPE YOUR TEARS ANDGIVE THEM TO ME COME FACE YOUR FEARS AND SHOW THEM ALL HOW USEFUL YOULL BE TO THE FAMILY SPREAD SPREAD SPREADD UNTILL YOUR DEADDDD ILL SPREADDDD THE WAY THAT WE DO IT IS CORRECT JUST LET ME CONSUME