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pit of pain
Loathing my thoughts
help me I can't stop
I just rot
my hearts more than lost
Its held by thorns, I'm sorry my love
but your head has horns
all I see is a devil, revelling in this trouble
absorbing for two because you
don't give a
for a
twisted sick mind stuck in
S
H
I
T
stitched to a promise I can't forget it
It's more magnetic than you think
It's a soul drawn but all I am to you is
a fucking
con
I thought you got
that I'm not a normal
one
Humans are tricky, my brains icky
and disordered it works
backwards
forwards
upwards
downwards
IT SPIRALS
but
my heart's not vile
I swear in the beginning
my presence was fueled by pure
interests
couldn't have known that lie would
be a mistake the
biggest
I've ever made
and would forever leave me in this
pit of shame and hate
help me I can't stop
I just rot
my hearts more than lost
Its held by thorns, I'm sorry my love
but your head has horns
all I see is a devil, revelling in this trouble
absorbing for two because you
don't give a
for a
twisted sick mind stuck in
S
H
I
T
stitched to a promise I can't forget it
It's more magnetic than you think
It's a soul drawn but all I am to you is
a fucking
con
I thought you got
that I'm not a normal
one
Humans are tricky, my brains icky
and disordered it works
backwards
forwards
upwards
downwards
IT SPIRALS
but
my heart's not vile
I swear in the beginning
my presence was fueled by pure
interests
couldn't have known that lie would
be a mistake the
biggest
I've ever made
and would forever leave me in this
pit of shame and hate
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