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lyrics to a song I'll never write
I don't need to treat you like the royalty you think you areIf others saw how you see yourself they'd think that you're real bizzare Can't you see how your own inner view needs to be shed Don't you know it's all in your head, all in your head, yeah
You're not important in the grand scheme of things Any effort put into you won't amount to anything I'd like to separate you from your support net - see if you sink or swim I might be jealous now but hearing you failed would be sweeter than any hymn
I think it'd be poetic, if you chose to take your life Alone and pathetic, too much internal strife Looking down to the highway, in the middle of liftoff Then I'd know my old method was perfect, just my timing was off Keep yourself all holed up in the drama of the kin I'd love to see what happens when someone let's the sunlight in Sure I might be partially crazy too But at least I could hide it from other's view But I'm a god to your king, does this mean anything
You're obsessive, possessive, and kind of a d*ck Even your best fan, your datefriend, thinks you're a massive prick "Moral puritanist, no one can change your mind" And with my mem'ry of you, all you do is whine, whine, whine
Maybe if you weren't here I'd not know how my true colours show But I'd at least not have shown 'em off to everyone I know But I'd at least not be as lonely and have one extra true friend But I'd at least be a good person until the very end
Oh yeah, what a shame, yeah, what a shame Your subpar looks ruined by the fact that you're insane But the fact's come through, the fact's come through The only use for you was so that I could meet a love that's true Don't remember why I thought you were ever worth my time Don't remember why I thought your face was truly fine Don't remember why I thought you deserved the crimes I did for you Just remember not remembering every little wrong thing I did to you
I think it'd be poetic, if you chose to take your life Alone and pathetic, too much internal strife Looking down to the highway, in the middle of liftoff Then I'd know my old method was perfect, just my timing was off Keep yourself all holed up in the drama of the kin I'd love to see what happens when someone let's the sunlight in Sure I might be partially crazy too But at least I could hide it from other's view But you're a king to my god, and I know you're a hack-fraud
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