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The end was sudden, as if it was torn off
My world collapsed.
When was it that I noticed?
I, still in disbelief, struggle,
and inquisitive eyes ridicule my acceptance.
Is it a spectacle? What’s wrong here?
Just leave me alone.
Wearing cute clothes, something better than spitting it out,
a laugh escaping me, going crazy
Pushing nothing but an idealized image, the pay being just escaped spit,
Thank you kindly for worrying about me, the heretic (LMAO)
Since I scream that with love, yeah, go ‘head.
Overhearing conversations, such bullshit double standards, ready to die?
Becoming intoxicated with that prideful virtue, self-satisfied,
and since the world’s like this, bidding adieu…
Having surrendered is still better than that.
After all, the conclusion is being labeled “demon”
The world you wish for has no need for me at all.
You surround me, burn me at the stake, then chuck my ashes into the trash.
You psycho villain. So, which one will it be?
My parched heart can’t bear with all that,
if I’m not a “woman”, what good am I?
Even so, there’s no other choice than to live, even if there’s no hope left.
I guess it’s too early to despair yet.
Since I scream that with love, yeah, go ‘head.
No need for resentment or variety, instead, all together, ready to hi?
With an exclusive and vicious smell,
sickening the world, a beautiful rainbow shines.
Should I still keep on living?
FOR YOUR SAKE FOR YOUR SAKE FOR YOUR SAKE YOUR SAKE
FOR MY SAKE? FOR MY SAKE? FOR MY SAKE?
FOR WHOSE SAKE?
I hide and live on, with no strength left,
laugh at me! I’m going crazy.
So please do not destroy my very own world,
because I only accept this pain.
Will you shout this out, with love?
Since I scream that with love, yeah, go ‘head.
Overhearing conversations, such bullshit double standards, ready to die?
Becoming intoxicated with that prideful virtue, self-satisfied,
but in this kind of world, are hopes miracles to wait for? Ugh, bullshit.
Even if it’s a shriek, sing it,
Do you keep surrendering?
Still, we live on.
