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It's a funny twisted thing after all.
I want to stab
Stab you in the stomach
Stomach that can you?
You the one who broke my heart
Heart in a thousand puzzle pieces
Pieces on the ground
Ground for you to step all over
Over and beyond my control
Control, who has it now?
Now I do
Do you regret it now?
Now that I take the blade
Blade sharpened to kill
Kill the animal
Animal you became
Became a cold aching pain
Pain is what you’ll feel
Feel it just as I did
Did you know that’s how much you hurt me?
Me the faithful follower
Follower you have lost
Lost the game you have
Have you figured it out yet?
Yet you still only see yourself
Yourself being killed
Killed by me
Me you murdered
Murdered with your lack of love
Love.
It’s a funny twisted thing after all.
Stab you in the stomach
Stomach that can you?
You the one who broke my heart
Heart in a thousand puzzle pieces
Pieces on the ground
Ground for you to step all over
Over and beyond my control
Control, who has it now?
Now I do
Do you regret it now?
Now that I take the blade
Blade sharpened to kill
Kill the animal
Animal you became
Became a cold aching pain
Pain is what you’ll feel
Feel it just as I did
Did you know that’s how much you hurt me?
Me the faithful follower
Follower you have lost
Lost the game you have
Have you figured it out yet?
Yet you still only see yourself
Yourself being killed
Killed by me
Me you murdered
Murdered with your lack of love
Love.
It’s a funny twisted thing after all.
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