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Blind Eye
This vague emptiness is waterboarding words
Who needs support when they couldn't see a dying hope
What was wrong is wrong & you will never justify a right
I can no longer swallow a voice of understanding
You sought a way to look away while I tried to hide
You let a virus walk among you, that sickens my core
You let a fiend talk among you, that thickens my pain
You let a swindler hunt among you, that quickens my death
I'm dying on family trees that refuse to grow
A accessory of blunt force trauma to innocence
Accomplices of a demon bleeding faith in all of humanity
Waking up to find all the rage I let roam in me
You let your feelings be felt & I for once must disagree
surrounded by the fake that I wished wasn't real
You let a virus walk among you, that sickens my core
You let a fiend talk among you, that thickens my pain
You let a swindler hunt among you, that quickens my death
I'm dying on family trees that refuse to grow
The voiceless found a way to speak in this silence
This denied information contorts this exhumed truth
Can't seem to purge this agony when you knew the cause
What's the point of a feeling with no final destination?
These eyes can not unsee this abuse of tragedy
No longer hiding from a past, Just disappearing in the present
Who needs support when they couldn't see a dying hope
What was wrong is wrong & you will never justify a right
I can no longer swallow a voice of understanding
You sought a way to look away while I tried to hide
You let a virus walk among you, that sickens my core
You let a fiend talk among you, that thickens my pain
You let a swindler hunt among you, that quickens my death
I'm dying on family trees that refuse to grow
A accessory of blunt force trauma to innocence
Accomplices of a demon bleeding faith in all of humanity
Waking up to find all the rage I let roam in me
You let your feelings be felt & I for once must disagree
surrounded by the fake that I wished wasn't real
You let a virus walk among you, that sickens my core
You let a fiend talk among you, that thickens my pain
You let a swindler hunt among you, that quickens my death
I'm dying on family trees that refuse to grow
The voiceless found a way to speak in this silence
This denied information contorts this exhumed truth
Can't seem to purge this agony when you knew the cause
What's the point of a feeling with no final destination?
These eyes can not unsee this abuse of tragedy
No longer hiding from a past, Just disappearing in the present
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