mean nothing whisper every word
feeling something cut through every turn
keep humming that’s not what you heard
patiently lift the curse
drawing lines that filter through your eyes
everyone’s a figure in disguise
they’ll hold you down to your demise
patiently lift the curse
but is it a virtue
it’s a lovely sound
from an ugly mouth
what goes around comes around
blind beggar, reap on what you’re worth
cause forced fate is not what you deserve
don’t you know that you cannot return?
sly devil, holds you by the hand
with intentions you don’t understand
his pension leads to nothingness
patiently lift the curse
but is it a virtue
it’s a lovely sound
from an ugly mouth
but you’re facing down
with a lonely frown
what goes around comes around

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