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7 марта 24, 03:40
Dmitry MetalLord
Лирика : Antithesis : Antithesis : Sword Of Mouth
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I'm stupid, impotent
My feelings aren't important
I'm useless, worthless
Nobody, good for nothing
We argue so often
I guess I'm good for something
Chew me out
Bite my head off
Spit it out
Take it out on me
Set your demons free
Wounded verbally
Scarred internally
Words can wound
Words can scar
Words of war
Words are swords
Accuse me, it's my fault
I'm injured by your insult
Intending, offending
It's clear, I'm comprehending
The more I ignore you
The more you push the issue
Bite my lip
Shout your mouth off
Bite your tongue
Take it out on me
Set your demons free
Wound me verbally
Scar me mentally
All I do you criticize
You refuse to compromise
What's your point? Do you know?
Cut me down, that's your goal
Change the subject
Must we linger on this topic
You won't reason
I am finished
Wasting my breath
Everything is a debate
Simple things you complicate
Words can wound
Words can scar
Words of war
Words are swords
My feelings aren't important
I'm useless, worthless
Nobody, good for nothing
We argue so often
I guess I'm good for something
Chew me out
Bite my head off
Spit it out
Take it out on me
Set your demons free
Wounded verbally
Scarred internally
Words can wound
Words can scar
Words of war
Words are swords
Accuse me, it's my fault
I'm injured by your insult
Intending, offending
It's clear, I'm comprehending
The more I ignore you
The more you push the issue
Bite my lip
Shout your mouth off
Bite your tongue
Take it out on me
Set your demons free
Wound me verbally
Scar me mentally
All I do you criticize
You refuse to compromise
What's your point? Do you know?
Cut me down, that's your goal
Change the subject
Must we linger on this topic
You won't reason
I am finished
Wasting my breath
Everything is a debate
Simple things you complicate
Words can wound
Words can scar
Words of war
Words are swords
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