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at the risk of being whole again
i'm going to take it back
every minute i've wasted will be mine
every little bit of soul i'll swallow
it's not like i won't get hurt again, but it gives me peace of mind to know it wasn't because of you.
it's as if we thought we
were immortal, though you
always knew what it took to destroy me, to convince me to abandon my Bible and settle for less
but it's not so gratifying anymore
see, i'd rather be alone.
keep your eyes closed around me
don't lie to me, because i want things, too
i've seen you at your worst i've seen you done i've seen you fall down to your atheist knees and pray. i've wiped off the bile from the corners of your mouth and the sweat from underneath your eyes, and your tears have fallen to my chest and formed pools in the spaces between my ribs.
yet here i am, always so composed
but i'm just a fake
and i am always faking
because i've made it seem that emotion doesn't apply to me
that when two weeks go by without hearing from you
yeah, i can make it just fine.
and i've stayed up for hours trying to find something that separates me from you, only to find that i am just as guilty
my hands are just as red.
but i think that's wrong
even if it isn't.
i am NOT LIKE YOU.
i'm not a killer or a breaker of bodies. i don't ruin people or lure them from their happiness.
i don't possess the ability to take lives
literally and not.
and it gives me peace of mind to know that we are different
even though i love you just the same
and i think i always will
because i am just as guilty
yeah my hands are just as red.
i'm going to take it back
every minute i've wasted will be mine
every little bit of soul i'll swallow
it's not like i won't get hurt again, but it gives me peace of mind to know it wasn't because of you.
it's as if we thought we
were immortal, though you
always knew what it took to destroy me, to convince me to abandon my Bible and settle for less
but it's not so gratifying anymore
see, i'd rather be alone.
keep your eyes closed around me
don't lie to me, because i want things, too
i've seen you at your worst i've seen you done i've seen you fall down to your atheist knees and pray. i've wiped off the bile from the corners of your mouth and the sweat from underneath your eyes, and your tears have fallen to my chest and formed pools in the spaces between my ribs.
yet here i am, always so composed
but i'm just a fake
and i am always faking
because i've made it seem that emotion doesn't apply to me
that when two weeks go by without hearing from you
yeah, i can make it just fine.
and i've stayed up for hours trying to find something that separates me from you, only to find that i am just as guilty
my hands are just as red.
but i think that's wrong
even if it isn't.
i am NOT LIKE YOU.
i'm not a killer or a breaker of bodies. i don't ruin people or lure them from their happiness.
i don't possess the ability to take lives
literally and not.
and it gives me peace of mind to know that we are different
even though i love you just the same
and i think i always will
because i am just as guilty
yeah my hands are just as red.