Infidels
Gratuites insults
Self-generated concern
Just pick the faults
Hit me with your burn
Choke down the mold
I love nailpolish smell
Pardon me I wasn't told
Your love's a second hell
Callous side glances
Constant guilt admission
Rain-tear dances
Screaming - You don't listen
I'm tired of being your safety line
Snap it - let me go
Your hesitation is just a sing
My scabs will never grow
Pain fits me well
And you love the way it looks
You laughed when I fell
Drained me - you took and took
Cobwebs surround me
Fly carcasses in my mind
I know how you'll never love me
I'll never be "your kind"
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