Why am i the one to cry?
why am i the talker that never talks.
slit the pain across your throat
puff away with another smoke.
i'm just like them.
why are you the one to lie?
why are you the one to speak the truth so fake?
slit the tears across your writs.
beg for death your eternal bliss.
your just like them.
why are they the ones to beleive?
why are they the ones to keep us going?
slit the lies across your back.
asking magazines what you lack.
they're just like us.
