A fleering mistake of a word
Addict inanimate
I won't shoot the messenger
But I killed the advocate
We used to have stars aligned
But I thought it was too bright
So I cut out both of my eyes
In hopes I'd find some kind of insight
I'm not the type to bleed
Nothing can hurt me now
You didn't cut deep enough
Come here I'll show you how
I know I should say something
But I have got nothing in me
All along, everything I've been fearing
'Cause it's from the hear that the mouth speaks
You said I wasn't strong
And maybe I think too much
But I'm out to prove you wrong
Your face looks much better crushed
We used to have stars aligned
But I thought it was too bright
So I cut out both of my eyes
In hopes I'd find some kind of insight
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