It doesn't matter if I was lying here or standing
Because it was always following me
Do I caress your bones or do you caress mine?
Do we both stroke the muscle underneath the skin we ripped?
I cannot let you consume me
I refuse to bow to collapse this time
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Nothing exists until it is torn - I will repeat and refract my retention
Nothing has form until it is broken - I am reaping the flow of my failures
Nothing has meaning until it is left - to facilitate continuation
Nothing has purpose until it has wept - I am questioning my own existence
I cannot let you consume me
I refuse to bow to collapse this time
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Do you know what you did to me?
It shapes, it contorts, it twists and revolts, it seethes beneath, watching, waiting, and hating
A snapped neck is a conscience check, and a conscience check is fatal
I'm watching you, f*cker
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Stigmatise me! I don't care!
You'll never understand what isn't even there
You will never see, through these bleeding eyes
Your conjectures misguided; it wants me to die
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It doesn't matter if I was lying here or standing
Because it was always following me
Do I caress your bones or do you caress mine?
Do we both stroke the muscle underneath the skin we ripped?
I cannot let you consume me
I refuse to bow to collapse this time
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Nothing exists until it is torn - I will repeat and refract my retention
Nothing has form until it is broken - I am reaping the flow of my failures
Nothing has meaning until it is left - to facilitate continuation
Nothing has purpose until it has wept - I am questioning my own existence
I cannot let you consume me
I refuse to bow to collapse this time
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Do you know what you did to me?
It shapes, it contorts, it twists and revolts, it seethes beneath, watching, waiting, and hating
A snapped neck is a conscience check, and a conscience check is fatal
I'm watching you, f*cker
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Stigmatise me! I don't care!
You'll never understand what isn't even there
You will never see, through these bleeding eyes
Your conjectures misguided; it wants me to die
Because it was always following me
Do I caress your bones or do you caress mine?
Do we both stroke the muscle underneath the skin we ripped?
I cannot let you consume me
I refuse to bow to collapse this time
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Nothing exists until it is torn - I will repeat and refract my retention
Nothing has form until it is broken - I am reaping the flow of my failures
Nothing has meaning until it is left - to facilitate continuation
Nothing has purpose until it has wept - I am questioning my own existence
I cannot let you consume me
I refuse to bow to collapse this time
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Do you know what you did to me?
It shapes, it contorts, it twists and revolts, it seethes beneath, watching, waiting, and hating
A snapped neck is a conscience check, and a conscience check is fatal
I'm watching you, f*cker
When you go, don't expect me to drag you back up off your knees again
When you go, you deserve to kneel
And I won't reduce myself, to a facet of your hell
'Cause I know what lies beneath the false outside of me
Stigmatise me! I don't care!
You'll never understand what isn't even there
You will never see, through these bleeding eyes
Your conjectures misguided; it wants me to die
Writer: Discordian
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