Lyrics
nothing,
it will just make me mad,
i heard you told people i slept with you
told 1 person,
well 3 or 4 people know,
so fucking frigid,
what,
im not allowed to grow?
youre allowed to make me fall in love with you,
im to sit in silence buried by your promiscuity,
sit in denial,
of this motherfucking tradgedy
hands so cold,
i wrote with a shiver and now even i cant read what ive written o fucking well,
like it fucking matters,
youll never read any of it,
nor will you ever fucking care
what,
8 years now and you still show signs of blindness,
perhaps its the way of the alien gods
playing with us,
toying with us,
keep poking and proding with electrical rods
every night i lie here awake devoting the least,
1 mere second,
to a thought,
that i not wake numb and helpless, overwhelmed,
in a ring of fire i used to call fear,
but now i call a living nightmare,
perhaps its the way of the alien gods
nothing it will just make me mad i dont wanna talk about it
shes not going to love you, shes not going to love
and the worlds coming to an end
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