I`ve been begging to be exposed;
Trapped by an infinite combination of words
That cater to my irony.
This is every thought never put into action;
That has me giving into the notion,
That this is all a fallacy.
My soul is yours to devour,
Yet don’t regurgitate and sow me back together.
My urges are yours to decipher,
Yet don’t consider me cured because it`s better,
That everyone believes I`ve turned
A new leaf and my back to my old beliefs;
Because I haven’t quite figured it out yet,
You know I haven’t quite figured it out yet.
I`ve been begging to be exposed;
Trapped by an infinite combination of words
That cater to my irony.
This is every thought never put into action;
That has me giving into the notion,
That this is all a fallacy.
I won`t sink with these concrete demons.
I`ve been begging to be exposed;
Trapped by an infinite combination of words
That cater to my irony.
This is every thought never put into action;
That has me giving into the notion,
That this is all a fallacy.
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