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Your sweet insanity is whispering in my ears
Your sweet insanity is influencing my thoughts subtly.
And you speak of honesty by lying to yourself
You talk about being truthful, but you're deceiving yourself.
So tell me, do you know any more good stories?
Do you have any more compelling stories to share?
Which role should I play?
Which role should I take in your narrative?
And I can be the least of all of your worries
I can be the least of your concerns.
How often can you say
How frequently can you honestly claim?
Believe me, I'm so sorry
I apologize sincerely.
But the truth is, I'm not a part of your story
But, honestly, I don't belong in your story.
My world is incomplete
My world lacks something essential.
And you've been filling in the gaps with lies
You've been filling the void with falsehoods.
And we're all just characters
We are all just roles written in the margins.
You've written between the lines
You've scripted characters subtly within the narrative.
So tell me, do you know any more good stories?
Do you have more captivating stories to share?
Which role should I play?
Which part should I enact?
And I can be the least of all of your worries
I can be the least of your concerns.
How often can you say
How frequently can you honestly claim?
Believe me, I'm so sorry
I apologize sincerely.
But the truth is, I'm not a part of your fucking story
But, honestly, I don't belong in your damn story.
My world is incomplete
My world lacks something essential.
Where I've fallen at your feet
I've fallen at your feet in a state of incompleteness.
My world is incomplete
My world lacks something essential.
While you get back on your feet
While you recover and stand on your feet.
Hanging from this framework of good stories
Hanging from the structure of compelling stories.
And making your own moral categories
Creating your own moral judgments.
However, the wreckage that you leave
Despite the damage you cause.
I've proven to myself that I am very naive
I've realized I am too trusting and inexperienced.
I just didn't wanna know
I didn't want to acknowledge the truth.
The large gift of your narrative skill
Your storytelling ability is a significant gift.
More than anything I get to know
Above all, I learn that words have a powerful impact.
I get to know that words can kill
Hanging from the structure of compelling stories.
Hanging from this framework of good stories
With double meanings and parallel worlds.
Of double meanings and parallel worlds
Against a wall where souls are thrown.
Against a wall where souls are hurled
My world is incomplete; how often can you honestly claim?
My world is incomplete, how often can you say
I apologize sincerely.
Believe me, I'm so sorry
But, honestly, I don't belong in your story.
But the truth is, I'm not a part of your story
My world lacks something essential.
My world is incomplete
I've fallen at your feet in a state of incompleteness.
Where I've fallen at your feet
My world lacks something essential.
My world is incomplete
While you recover and stand on your feet.
While you get back on your feet
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