Absence

bydrdirty8©

It's not what the fortune teller told me.
I let my lack of morals
And my tendency to quarrel
Try to unfold me.
There's no security.
Innocence is lost.
Decadence is our happiness.
Resistance is gone.
Assistance is never present.
Our residence is out there,
While our freedom is chained in here.
Living in the cold
Is our only home.
Logic was never known.
No one is here for you.
Find yourself on your own.

Fiending people are praying for peace.
They won't find it before they decease.
If you let me,
I'll be your disease
Standing in the street.

She sucked my dick in the kitchen.
She will never know what she's missing.
Her voice was delayed and strangling.
Future children,
Mothering women,
All will end.
I'm a receiver of lies,
A conceiver of false notions.
I am your delusion.
You only offer interfering intrusion
But don't want to see me.
If you want to be me,
Warp your mind
By believing.
So many keep entering,
But I hear them leaving.

Fiending people are praying for peace.
They won't find it before they decease.
If you let me,
I'll be your disease
Standing in the street.

My pretensions,
My ever trusting,
The way you look at me,
Have buried me.
This is aching,
Never breaking.
It comes from within.
Dogshit demons,
Fucked up reasons,
Always find me.
Feeling broken,
A heart not open,
Like to stab me.
Before you follow,
Grab tomorrow.
It will fall away.
No one loves you.
Everyone hates you.
That's what they say.

Fiending people are praying for peace.
They won't find it before they decease.
If you let me,
I'll be your disease
Standing in the street.

Absent fucking truth.
Unkind fucking youth.
Preachers want you.
Teachers tell you nothing.
Come with me.
I can give you back
To yourself.

Fiending people are praying for peace.
They won't find it before they decease.
If you let me,
I'll be your disease
Standing in the street.

Fiending people are praying for peace.
They won't find it before they decease.
If you let me,
I'll be your disease
Standing in the street.

Forsaken hope.
Mistaken love.
Forgetful decency.
You fucked me recently.
I'm bending over.
The game is over.
Go fuck yourself.
I'm sick
From your pride.
I'm dead
To your disguise.
Stop pretending
That your bullshit's ending.
It's making your eyes brown.
Kill me slowly.
I am lonely,
But I won't stick around.
Fuck me once,
Shame on me.
Fuck me twice,
And I'll kill you.
You act like you'll be
There for me.
Will you?

Fiending people are praying for peace.
They won't find it before they decease.
If you let me,
I'll be your disease
Standing in the street.

Go back,
Back on your word.
It meant nothing.
The way you helped me,
Helplessly,
You are fucking cunning.

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