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Unveil my pain, maintain my guilt
Am I held accountable for every waking day I hate?
Burning halos and ripping wings off of monarchs
'Til I second guess myself
What a mess, what are you on again?
What a wreck, what are you on this time?
Rid the tracks off of your arms and mend
Forgive them all
Like fiction, I ran off the page in your hands
Enough friction, I'll burn until
You're no memory of mine
I can't sleep from a fear to speak
And all the lies that I still keep
The pain that which it feeds
And how deserving of all of it I should be
I can't believe you let me in
A fucking puppet on a string
I have been the two-tone marionette
What a mess, what are you on again?
What a wreck, what are you on this time?
Rid the tracks off of your arms
You've bled enough
Like fiction, I ran off the page in your hands
Enough friction, I'll burn until
You're no memory of mine
Unveil my pain, maintain my guilt
Am I held accountable for every waking day I fucking hate?
Burning halos and ripping wings off of monarchs
'Til I second guess myself