You're like a knife
With a blade thats dull
Your words barely cut deep
So you push me till I fall
Theres that smile again
The evils pouring out your teeth
You're so bad at hiding your hate
Your mouth is foaming you're begining to seeth
Every once in a while
I feel like I'm dying
Every day I can tell
That you're still lying
Can you hear my heartbeat
Can you hear it start to fade
You know I'm almost dead
From your army your brigade
You can tear me down
Till theres nothing left of me
You can kill me till im twice over dead
Do it just set me free
So I'll put on my war paint
Because I'm done with you
On the bright side
You'll look great in black and blue
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