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Stepping over the line again
Just keep those lips stiched
It's all worth these brewing replies
To be silenced
Keeping the vandal quiet
Keeping the vanal happy
There is nothing wrong with me entirely
And I wish you'd stop telling everyone
How fucked up I am
Playing the victim
When you're victimizing me
I speculate how far I'll let you go
My troubled mouth won't let on
You're no different than the bygone
How much emotion can be carried
Through wings with song
It as a lie I've told since my heart beat
there's nothing wrong with me
Can you explicate in stuttering detail
How you can dart around contingent emotions
That enclosed us with strengthening avail
To return with these derisory notions?
I'm just watching the slow, stale detoriation
The endless dips and design on the wallpapering
Keeping me sole company while in throws of anticipation
The clock dwindling down and my patience tapering
It's obvious you're terrified of being afraid
She's posing an unavoidable threat
To the depression and suicidal parade
Taking away all things you didn't want to forget
Infinite minutes turn to moments I'd tried to seize
Rolling and slipping slowly down verticle surfaces
Towards the same old sound of unloved reprise
Refusing to fill these wrenching empty spaces
It was never enough both to just keep quiet
Hardly adequate to silence your allegation
Or my underlying desire for the approaching riot
We weren't ever unbiased in the matters of conversation
Just keep those lips stiched
It's all worth these brewing replies
To be silenced
Keeping the vandal quiet
Keeping the vanal happy
There is nothing wrong with me entirely
And I wish you'd stop telling everyone
How fucked up I am
Playing the victim
When you're victimizing me
I speculate how far I'll let you go
My troubled mouth won't let on
You're no different than the bygone
How much emotion can be carried
Through wings with song
It as a lie I've told since my heart beat
there's nothing wrong with me
Can you explicate in stuttering detail
How you can dart around contingent emotions
That enclosed us with strengthening avail
To return with these derisory notions?
I'm just watching the slow, stale detoriation
The endless dips and design on the wallpapering
Keeping me sole company while in throws of anticipation
The clock dwindling down and my patience tapering
It's obvious you're terrified of being afraid
She's posing an unavoidable threat
To the depression and suicidal parade
Taking away all things you didn't want to forget
Infinite minutes turn to moments I'd tried to seize
Rolling and slipping slowly down verticle surfaces
Towards the same old sound of unloved reprise
Refusing to fill these wrenching empty spaces
It was never enough both to just keep quiet
Hardly adequate to silence your allegation
Or my underlying desire for the approaching riot
We weren't ever unbiased in the matters of conversation