There is no discourse of faith
I'm falling in to traps I've set
Can you please sew this for me?
The messenger of my failures
I can't get this off my back
You want to see me fall apart
Is it too late to go home?
There is nothing here left for you
Every time I hear a laugh I know its at me
They know I'm not one of them and they'll leave me behind
I don't want any friends
I just want to see your screaming eyes
I'm counting on the off chance
That one day I can get to you
But I know it won't happen
And now you've seen how far I've dropped
I accept all your pity, and anything else you will give
There is a demon in me
And I can't separate it from my flesh
So when it crawls onto you
Just know I want to hold my breath
I saw you there
I'm hiding over here
I'm dying over here
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