You misunderstand the intention
But that’s no surprise
Since the very invention
You wanted to disguise
The sickening infatuation
That weighs you down but..
You’re mistaken
You’ve got all this wrong
A reflection of some interpretation
That simply mirrors back
An obligatory assassination
of the you that you once had
Do you know what you had, what did you have?
I can almost taste it:
the sweet regret on your lips
I can almost taste it:
one last guilty wish
I can almost taste the immolation
Feed this fury
Fervors multiply
Oh you held on for so long
but it transformed
And you did not recognize
it’s new form
But it’s all ash now
Yeah I can taste it
And it’s seemingly endless
You can erase it and destroy the evidence
Cuz if you can’t emulate them, then immolate them
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