Forget the liar,
That started this fire;
The one that took everything dear to you.
You find a match,
Which makes a flame...
A flame that'll take all the blame.
Blame wrongfully put on you,
The one who never had a clue.
It burns, It hurts...
But it feels better,
Because the cuts never worked.
Cuts never seemed to be deep enough,
And when it failed,
Things only got rough.
If you said goodbye today,
No one would have to worry about tomorrow.
What a fail,
Just remove the veil,
And join the dead instead.
The flame burns slowly but surely,
Damage has been done,
And now nothing's fun.
Not that it was to begin with,
But now it's gone.
Everything fades to black,
Sorry honey there's no going back,
You've lost your mind,
So enjoy the burn
And let everything slip away
Like it was yesterday.
You've lived your only life,
But you thought you'd get it twice.
Well dreams never come true,
So strike the match again and wish you never fell,
Because now you're going to hell.
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