Send my worst regards in kind
My best intentions were never words to live by
No more holding back, that's what I would always say
this time it's for real, and now I think it's time the price is paid
The curtains closed so stop pretending
you never could change face you were always a fake
I may seem distant but with you as my witness
I'll pull you in closely so you can watch as I erase all trace
alone, the toll must be paid before you dare to chase the visions in your head that seemed so clear
I guess that self importance is commonplace
it seems you always
cast the first stone, alone, and when this door closes
I'll be a better person but for now i'll stay vexed
how many times must our tired feet stagger
we walk in circles slowly just to retrace our steps
but still we can't find peace
we are a whisper in a crowded room
we are the thoughts that always dwelled and wouldn't go,
so slow, we wait beyond the throes
of doubt, self-pity, jealousy, and everything that's caught up in between)
we aren't strangers to this faceless agony
we aren't the knife in your back pleasantries
we are the cries on deaf ears that keep us all up at night
so fuck the formalities, let's begin
so just take my hand
isn't this what you always had planned?
please understand, these are the pleasures of the damned.
Still, our love's so strange.
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