#!mh

like a moth to the flame, you held it when their attention swayed, lies rooted through the hearth of the fog i want you to find me masterpiece and from the forgeries of fools i've cut my hands on a thousand pieces (x)

self-deception illuminates my face i'm subject to ridicule delight in exposure every time but now i'm drifting away (x)

i don't fucking know if it's a lie or it's a fact all your little fake friends will sell your secrets for some cash smile in my face, then put your cig' out on my back if you ever see me, just get to runnin' like the flash (x)

how come you don't expect me to get mad when i'm angry? you've never seen it though i know i'm not the only one how come you don't respect me? expecting fantasies leave our reality, why don't you just sit down and (x)