Into It. Over It. Into It. Over It. - Adult Contempt

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Twist my arm
Just to twist the knife
Deconstruct in the form of art
As you empty your pen at night
Distort your work
Then bleed it dry
Your entitlement determines what you painfully scrutinize

I'm not about to care about you
But where do I fit in?
Where does this fit in first?

Saw your common goals
Lack a common sense
See a grown man throwing fits as a community's expense

I'm not about to care about you
But where do I fit in?
How does this fit in?

Blood as ink just prints as privilege
If there's another way
I'll walk the other way first
Walk the other way
Walk the other way first

Less admired
No reply
This can't be
Worth my time
Worth my time

Blood as ink just prints as privilege
If there's another way
Walk the other way
Blood as ink, it prints with privilege
So where do I sit in
To watch the worst finish first?
I watched the worst finish first