Anticipation and hope is all lost, The art of deception was the cause. Nothing to keep impressing you for, I'm a disappointment, nothing more. Self mutilation kept all inside, We both got hurt but no one died. Built up your hopes, And watched them fall. Everything you have ever despised, Is everything that I kept inside. Time wasted just because of me, It's obvious I'm not what I seem. Even better yet you're not shit, Life sucks sometimes doesn't it? Built up your hopes, And watched them fall. Witnessing as you choke, I wouldn't change at all. Tired of hanging my head in shame, Tired of placing myself with blame. Tired of obsessing over what isn't mine, Tired of wondering if I am really blind. Tired of giving a fuck how you feel. I hope your disappointment was real. Built up your hopes, And watched them fall. Witnessing as you choke, I wouldn't change at all. This waste of your time, Isn't your life, it's mine. You could have had so much more, Not sure what you stayed here for. I think I've already left my mark, You should know I'm human, not art. Finding ways for this not to hurt, You were the only one sold short. Built up your hopes, And watched them fall. Witnessing as you choke, I wouldn't change at all. This waste of your time, Isn't your life, it's mine. No apologies given to you, For everything I didn't do. |
Monday, September 21, 2009
The Art Of Deception - 9/22/05
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