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My Devices
How could you forgive me, This should have been ended
You allowed me to continue my games and my lies
You should have let me run away, Now I’ll never get away
I am destined to forever break you down, Drowning in sin
You’ve known me your whole life, You claim to know my exploits
You know nothing of my sinful ways, You know nothing of my sinful days
I have given you a glimpse into my life of debauchery
Still you stay, Still you forgive, Get away, I can no longer live with this
I will burn this house to the fucking ground, Leaving no chance of escape
I will burn these pictures to the fucking ground, Leaving no chance of memories
I will burn this life to the fucking ground, Leaving no chance of hope
I will bury my fucking ashes beneath this twisted and distorted foundation
There’s nothing left but agony and screaming, The door remains open for you to leave
You put your hands upon mine to calm me down, You never realize I lay here drowning
There’s nothing left for you to do, I wish I could tell you of every dirty and rotten regret
But I tear out my voice tonight, I can no longer take this fight, Leave me to my devices
You allowed me to continue my games and my lies
You should have let me run away, Now I’ll never get away
I am destined to forever break you down, Drowning in sin
You’ve known me your whole life, You claim to know my exploits
You know nothing of my sinful ways, You know nothing of my sinful days
I have given you a glimpse into my life of debauchery
Still you stay, Still you forgive, Get away, I can no longer live with this
I will burn this house to the fucking ground, Leaving no chance of escape
I will burn these pictures to the fucking ground, Leaving no chance of memories
I will burn this life to the fucking ground, Leaving no chance of hope
I will bury my fucking ashes beneath this twisted and distorted foundation
There’s nothing left but agony and screaming, The door remains open for you to leave
You put your hands upon mine to calm me down, You never realize I lay here drowning
There’s nothing left for you to do, I wish I could tell you of every dirty and rotten regret
But I tear out my voice tonight, I can no longer take this fight, Leave me to my devices
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