I've done hell to my safe holding Out for my body in such lose feeling I blame these sad things on me
Cut a smile in my face so you'll intake some fleeting comfort
Close in
I won't let you out of my touch But you brandish the weapon of passive aggression It seems like your idea I'm perfect In mine I'm perfectly in line So lets be enemies To see the sun go away
Would you think I'd let you in I've grown to suffer you lashing out at me To see the sun go away
Don't deny my tolerance Don't take away these sad things from me And that ain't nothing You should see what I'd do to me
Cut a smile in my face so you'll intake some fleeting comfort You've built a wall of beauty to help tolerate any discomfort
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Your idea that I'm perfect In mine I'm perfectly in line So lets be enemies To see the sun go away
Would you think I'd let you in I've grown to suffer you lashing out at me
I will stand alone
Your idea, I'm perfect In mine I'm perfectly in line So lets be enemies To see the sun go away
My idea, unless you're blind is How did you fall away