Pulled thin like an elastic band
Beaten thin like gold foil
Their greedy hands
I watch my head boil
in the mirror, covered in sand
And I'm pissed off and used
Hiding under the dune
Like a snake, coiled
All my plans foiled
And I get up and mess up your plans
Leaving you confused
With my skin shed, the old part of me you abused
-o0o-
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