sexta-feira, 31 de maio de 2019

Bother





Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater

You don't need to bother, I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won't let go til it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest

Diaries left with cryptic entries
I wish I had a reason, my flaws are open season

For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You don't need to bother, I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won't let go til it bleeds
Wish I'd died instead of lived

A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten with its memories

And you don't need to bother, I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther

But once I hold on, I won't let go til it bleeds
You don't need to bother, I don't need to be
I'll keep on slipping farther

But once I hold on
I'll never live down my deceit

Need to say IT?
Family POWA!

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