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Incomplete, you complete me

But who am I kidding? In reality, you ruined me

I miss my innocence, there's no fixing this

Gone beyond repair, desperation's almost there

I can't believe how cold I've become

Inject my veins with poison, I'll burn under the sun

Leave me here with nothing, I'm not one that you should love

I'd rather keep to myself, I'm close to no one

I've always been the еasy kill

I guess when it comes to you, I always will

Hollowеd out, still dead behind the eyes

It's been nine fucking years, it still kills me after all this time

My pain remains constant, can't seem to fucking learn

Like a goddamn masochist addicted to all that hurts

(Addicted to all that hurts)

I've been making my bed

Letting all of the anger set

In this bed of nails, clip my wings, I live and bleed

Disappointment screams all over me

Relapsing on the aftermath of the old me

My old ways composed of demon limbs and a rope swing

Can't snap out of it, this is the reality

Of a lost mind with a destructive personality

Useless and irrelevant, worthless and incompetent

Intolerant, belligerent, like an insensitive

Feeling like dirt, feeling like this even more than I'm worth

Feeling like this life's even more than I deserve

Depression will run its course 'til I'm dead

I tore you apart in my head too many times

Holding my memories of you inside a 9

A bullet for every goodbye

I can't believe how cold I've become

Inject my veins with poison, I'll burn under the sun

Leave me here with nothing, I'm not one that you should love

I'd rather keep to myself, I'm close to no one

Too many times

Holding my memories of you inside a 9

A bullet for every goodbye

Quelle: Genius

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