Every fiber of my being Unravels when you’re away Not beautifully It’s tragic and I’m torn apart Because there’s an art in self destruction And no one looks away They rather watch you suffer Than to share in the pain And it always pours But it never rains Living my life Writing expressions with this pen Living a life without fear of sin Always a different month And I’m never the flavor Can’t be the messiah So why do I play a savior In a war with myself Fighting for health Guess it’s back to my work For a fraction of wealth Just to help someone else Why invest in myself Or what could have been Guess they’re happy now I won’t ever see them again Hated that we both Were just steady playing pretend Want to take a stab at you So I’ll take a stab with this pen Running from a past I’m slowly repeating again With a devil in disguise With a huge portion of lies Why don’t they know The truth is hidden in eyes Always first to say hello But it’s steady good byes The truth is alway told And the stories get old As I sell my soul Bitch play with me You don’t want what’s left of me Because I have this time to kill Bleeding out I won’t resign Just yield Making no time to heal I wish my soul could rest So I pick up the bottle Never steal but I’ll borrow Never to past the test Why am I alive Why thblessed So I can dance with the devil Only 36 Every girl I meet Steady playing the bitch Wish I could resist Always under arrest But they’re the ones with the cuffs on their wrist Know I should take some time to breathe Because im always jsurrounded With snakes who deceive Makes me question Where I’m supposed to be But the truth is They don’t deserve it Want a savior Then why I play servant To all these serpents So I’ll drink my turpentine Still question while I’m alive Would end it all But I know it’s not my place to decide Just stuck up in this hell This freedom a mirage Because this loneliness is just jail And fuck a god If death ain’t a bail And all I see is grey Because this loves unrequited And if this isn’t the hell I made Then why do I burn Why do I keep playing With fire just to never learn Burning in unquenchable fires They’re always masked as desire Guess I always knew that the flames of hell will never expire Learned that arrows don’t pierce ice Because if Cupid’s real Why does he always pierce me twice Just to deceive myself Thought my hearts on my sleeve But no they keep it on a shelf Guess I should love me first Or maybe unleash this rage And let them end up in a Hearst Or dead and buried Say they love me Half of them married It’s just actions vs words Instead of speaking lies Maybe start showing me some verbs I guess it’s tragic Can’t believe in fairytales When no one believes in magic Or a fate that’s been decided Can only fall in love with real But the damaged only hide it So I guess it’s been predetermined Love is my vice and I’ll just keep chasing the high Until the day that I die
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