fuck the truth, and if our hearts
poured out every last word
he will die in the name
of all that we have carved in their
wrists
witness the fake
so relieved by all the scars
severed sighs of fucking me
i'll kill you before the breath
that will murder the foe
what we have carved in their wrists
witness the fake
so believed by all the scars
severed knives, to dull to stab
i'll fuck you before the best of me
fucks myself first
where the fuck is the truth?
we will die

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