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THE UGLY SIDE
I see your perfect skin
Untouched by tragedy
How must I begin
To explain your travesty?
Now look in the mirror
And kiss the ground at your feet
I just don’t understand
Why you haven’t blown your fucking brains out
Cut down deep
The beauty of lacerations
With zero expectations
We’re still whole
With the scars of generations
Passed down like lamentations
We still hate you
I can see the ashes on your soul
The ugly side is black as coal
You see my dirty face
Soot stained with misery
You can’t understand
My supposed leprosy
Carve away in the mirror
To see you’re dirtier than me
I would love to see
You cut your own fucking throat
Cut down deep
The beauty of lacerations
With zero expectations
We’re still whole
With the scars of generations
Passed down like lamentations
We still hate you
I can see the ashes on your soul
The ugly side is black as coal
When you hit zero
Don’t bitch at me
I’ve heard it all
I’ve seen it all
It only gets worse from here
Cut down deep
The beauty of lacerations
With zero expectations
We’re still whole
With the scars of generations
Passed down like lamentations
We still hate you
I can see the ashes on your soul
The ugly side is black as coal
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Untouched by tragedy
How must I begin
To explain your travesty?
Now look in the mirror
And kiss the ground at your feet
I just don’t understand
Why you haven’t blown your fucking brains out
Cut down deep
The beauty of lacerations
With zero expectations
We’re still whole
With the scars of generations
Passed down like lamentations
We still hate you
I can see the ashes on your soul
The ugly side is black as coal
You see my dirty face
Soot stained with misery
You can’t understand
My supposed leprosy
Carve away in the mirror
To see you’re dirtier than me
I would love to see
You cut your own fucking throat
Cut down deep
The beauty of lacerations
With zero expectations
We’re still whole
With the scars of generations
Passed down like lamentations
We still hate you
I can see the ashes on your soul
The ugly side is black as coal
When you hit zero
Don’t bitch at me
I’ve heard it all
I’ve seen it all
It only gets worse from here
Cut down deep
The beauty of lacerations
With zero expectations
We’re still whole
With the scars of generations
Passed down like lamentations
We still hate you
I can see the ashes on your soul
The ugly side is black as coal
(c) 2017 Frank Green
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