I remember when you told me this meant everything
But how can that be true when you can fuck
Everyone that ever meant anything
I see through your imagery so clear
10 steps ahead of everything you fear
Waiting at the end of your life
I'll turn off your fucking lights
You are laced with excuses, demons
The soul inside you prays its only dreaming
And maybe soon
Just maybe soon
You'll stop fucking breathing
You found the door to hell in my eyes
You think you're a victim
So I'll make you one
This is the end of you.
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