If you start to make me feel drained
Want to wash me like I was stained
Would you first look at yourself
And ask that question?
There was something that came to my head
Something like I thought you were dead
Could it be, I'd go to hell, for thinking that?
Naked emotions spill through your eyes
Swallow your tongue, you're ready to cry
She becomes, a machine, at the moment of failure
And I'm on the edge
Little boy
You hide instead
Little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining, your, fucked, up, deal
Let me address the hate in your skin
Suddenly now you're dropping that grin
Let me tell you, you're fighting me, for no, good reason
It seems like I've dissed you before
Easy enough for such a manwhore
You better run, with your dick, between your legs
And I'm on the edge
Little boy
You hide instead
Little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left, explaining, your, fucked, up, deal
And I, feel, no pain
Then you ask me, if I, am strange
Do you want, to walk, this way?
Did you ask me, if I, could play?
You punch me, again and again
Like some sucker in a movie
I don't think you know what you're doing to me, man
You know what?
One of these days, I'm gonna get up
And punch you, in the fucking face
There was something that came to my head
Something like I thought you were dead
Could it be, I'd go to hell, for thinking that?
And I'm on the edge
Little boy
You hide instead
Little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining, your, fucked, up, deal
And I'm on the edge
Little boy
You hide instead
Little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining, your, fucked, up, deal
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