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"Close Your Eyes to His Lies, and Open them to the Truth"
If he tells you that he's sorry
but continues to do it again
and again, does it really mean
shit
Isn't he just saying it knowing
that you'll let him in and he'll
continue to win
Beating you in the face is on
the surface and those bruises
will eventually fade, but the
damage and darkness that's
inflicted on the inside never
goes away
So close your eyes, just listen
to his lies and make a wish;
the first time was one to
many... that's when the
shit should've ended
Say, "It was in the Heat of the
Moment, I know that He didn't
mean it," then hold your breath
for the mother-fuckers next
beating
Because in his head he's damaged
goods; the torment that he feels
inside he takes-out on you
The misery that he feels inside
wants you to be its company,
and he won't stop until you've
soccummed to its most
depraved pumellings
So close your eyes, just listen
to his lies and make a wish;
the first time was one to
many... that's when the
shit should've ended
Say, "It was in the Heat of the
Moment, I know that He didn't
mean it," then hold your breath
for the mother-fuckers next
beating
Or make your way out of the
codependency; flee for your
life with the most life-saving
need of urgency
Or...
Just continue to close your
eyes, just listen to his lies
and make a wish; the first
time was one to many...
that's when the shit
should've ended
Say, "It was in the Heat of the
Moment, I know that He didn't
mean it," then hold your breath
for the mother-fuckers next
beating
Doe-eyes looked much more
beautiful on you than black
and blue
but continues to do it again
and again, does it really mean
shit
Isn't he just saying it knowing
that you'll let him in and he'll
continue to win
Beating you in the face is on
the surface and those bruises
will eventually fade, but the
damage and darkness that's
inflicted on the inside never
goes away
So close your eyes, just listen
to his lies and make a wish;
the first time was one to
many... that's when the
shit should've ended
Say, "It was in the Heat of the
Moment, I know that He didn't
mean it," then hold your breath
for the mother-fuckers next
beating
Because in his head he's damaged
goods; the torment that he feels
inside he takes-out on you
The misery that he feels inside
wants you to be its company,
and he won't stop until you've
soccummed to its most
depraved pumellings
So close your eyes, just listen
to his lies and make a wish;
the first time was one to
many... that's when the
shit should've ended
Say, "It was in the Heat of the
Moment, I know that He didn't
mean it," then hold your breath
for the mother-fuckers next
beating
Or make your way out of the
codependency; flee for your
life with the most life-saving
need of urgency
Or...
Just continue to close your
eyes, just listen to his lies
and make a wish; the first
time was one to many...
that's when the shit
should've ended
Say, "It was in the Heat of the
Moment, I know that He didn't
mean it," then hold your breath
for the mother-fuckers next
beating
Doe-eyes looked much more
beautiful on you than black
and blue
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