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quit it now
rocking the heart and shaking the cage leaving me twice as amazed.
surly apart and making the rage hone in the skill that god gave.
but one skill he never loaned was the ability to turn off.
if i ever sang of love then so be the day i fell apart.
i never knew the new way of pain to gain in replace of a good weekend turned sour in this void life was making.
my heart beats to loud and was to big for all the wrongly right people.
my fire doused out by the water from my eyes from sadly sighted deep hole.
heart shriveled like a raisin.
i'm slowly phasin'.
in and out of consciousness it's a twisted game i'm involved in.
i'm walking the edges of this circular room, walls built mirrors reflect my sins.
i can't take it i'm clawing at you now, i'm bending metal, i'm burning out of control, i just want to burn you ALIVE!!.
as i stare at myself dead in my own eyes.
i see someone different and not even alive.
i see someone who had it bad and buried all emotion inside.
i see someone committed to win it back, to bring it back to life.
i see someone who lost everything inside, cracks on the outside holding together with all might.
i'm told to stop fighting and for what!.
to keep on writing about how much i shouldn't give a fuck.
no one knows how bad this sucks the shit i feel to real it would wake any person up.
i'm wide awake and i'm still seeing the nightmares.
now i'm sparking it up with lighters.
burning everything i enjoyed down to ashes.
sitting on my throne built on skulls looking evil king mighty staring down at my memories as they act like peasants who fear the sight of me.
raise my eyebrow to anyone who tries to "help" me.
why are you so ghostly?
i'm due to dying inside mostly thanks for asking homie.
now i sit in my life full of familiar faces but i'm lonely.
i'm searching to fill that hole in my heart that love created for me.
surly apart and making the rage hone in the skill that god gave.
but one skill he never loaned was the ability to turn off.
if i ever sang of love then so be the day i fell apart.
i never knew the new way of pain to gain in replace of a good weekend turned sour in this void life was making.
my heart beats to loud and was to big for all the wrongly right people.
my fire doused out by the water from my eyes from sadly sighted deep hole.
heart shriveled like a raisin.
i'm slowly phasin'.
in and out of consciousness it's a twisted game i'm involved in.
i'm walking the edges of this circular room, walls built mirrors reflect my sins.
i can't take it i'm clawing at you now, i'm bending metal, i'm burning out of control, i just want to burn you ALIVE!!.
as i stare at myself dead in my own eyes.
i see someone different and not even alive.
i see someone who had it bad and buried all emotion inside.
i see someone committed to win it back, to bring it back to life.
i see someone who lost everything inside, cracks on the outside holding together with all might.
i'm told to stop fighting and for what!.
to keep on writing about how much i shouldn't give a fuck.
no one knows how bad this sucks the shit i feel to real it would wake any person up.
i'm wide awake and i'm still seeing the nightmares.
now i'm sparking it up with lighters.
burning everything i enjoyed down to ashes.
sitting on my throne built on skulls looking evil king mighty staring down at my memories as they act like peasants who fear the sight of me.
raise my eyebrow to anyone who tries to "help" me.
why are you so ghostly?
i'm due to dying inside mostly thanks for asking homie.
now i sit in my life full of familiar faces but i'm lonely.
i'm searching to fill that hole in my heart that love created for me.
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