Love Birds
Echoes of Betrayal: Renascentia's Emotional Symphony
Lyrics
Let's talk about hatred and betrayal
Discussing themes of hatred and betrayal.
Something that never seems to fail
Highlighting the persistent nature of betrayal.
I don't know where to fucking start
Expressing difficulty in addressing the topic.
Your only art is breaking hearts
Stating that the person's skill lies in causing emotional pain.
Ripped to shreds in shades of red
Describing emotional devastation using the imagery of torn hearts.
I was what you wanted
Acknowledging being the desired object of someone.
My whole life I've been taunted
Reflecting on a life marked by teasing and torment.
I've always been fucking unwanted
Expressing a longstanding feeling of being unwelcome.
So let me do what your words did to me
Turning the tables by inflicting emotional pain in return.
Poking holes I'm making cuts
Using metaphorical language to describe causing harm.
Ripping out your fucking guts
Intensifying the emotional impact by vividly describing harm.
No amount of pain could amount to what you did to me
Claiming that the inflicted pain surpasses any felt before.
I hope you cry at my funeral
Expressing a desire for the person to mourn at one's funeral.
I hope you dream of me
Wishing to linger in the person's thoughts through dreams.
I hope you regret your tongue
Hoping for the person to feel remorse for their hurtful words.
Let's talk about hatred and betrayal
Repeating the theme of hatred and betrayal for emphasis.
Something that never seems to fail
Reiterating the persistent nature of betrayal in relationships.
I don't know where to fucking start
Expressing difficulty in addressing the topic once again.
Your only art is breaking hearts
Restating that the person's skill lies in causing emotional pain.
Ripped to shreds in shades of red
Reusing the imagery of torn hearts to depict emotional devastation.
I was what you wanted
Reiterating being the desired object of someone.
My whole life I've been taunted
Repeating reflections on a life marked by teasing and torment.
I've always been fucking unwanted
Reiterating a longstanding feeling of being unwelcome.
So let me do what your words did to me
Repeating the intention to inflict emotional pain in return.
Poking holes I'm making cuts
Reusing metaphorical language to describe causing harm again.
Ripping out your fucking guts
Reiterating the vivid description of intensifying emotional impact.
No amount of pain could amount to what you did to me
Repeating the claim that the inflicted pain surpasses any felt before.
I hope you cry at my funeral
Reiterating the desire for the person to mourn at one's funeral.
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