Lust in pictures
Demeaning in purpose,
Tired so tired
Yet trying to inspire,
A lack of faith,
A great imagination,
A perfect perception
Of guilt-ridden photographs of you,
Of you...
Besides,
Besides!
Simple lies
Are what we are
And what we have
Won't hurt anymore.
Silently waiting
For a moment with you,
As I tie you into nothing,
Understand my hate for you
What is wrong or what is right,
I push you through,
I can't live
With or without you.
Besides,
Besides!
Simple lies
Are what we are
And what we have
Won't hurt anymore.
Insomnia keeps us alive,
We will rest in death,
I will make you pay in other ways,
I will try to put my self back
Together again.
Besides,
Besides!
Simple lies
Are what we are
And what we have
Won't hurt anymore!
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