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We stare at the sun with a fading smile,
And the promptly delete the memory file,
We wait in agony, we stay awake,
Look at me as my heart begins to break,
I wanted to be the robot you so desperately desired,
But now, surely, you'll see me as nothing more than a liar,
I've forgotten whether all of this is real,
And I don't quite recall how to truly feel,
But under my mask is a human freak,
Stitching my mouth so I can't speak,
I don't deserve words because I'll use them to hurt,
I'm a freak, a bitch, an idiot, a flirt,
I want to drag out this game and keep you forever,
Look you away to be my piece of heaven,
In the cold night where I stare at the walls in my mind,
and I long for a remote so I can set this life to rewind,
Let me undo my past and rewrite those mistakes,
Because they're only causing my hear to ache,
Blade, noose, pills, gun,
Heading straight towards the dying sun,
Stupid little queen with fucked up ideas,
Diva cries out, but it falls on deaf ears,
Step out from behind the curtain, baby, it's showtime,
Masquerade of hatred and fading sentiment that rhymed,
The facade shatters along with what was left of my heart,
And as the beating slows, I finally fall apart.
And the promptly delete the memory file,
We wait in agony, we stay awake,
Look at me as my heart begins to break,
I wanted to be the robot you so desperately desired,
But now, surely, you'll see me as nothing more than a liar,
I've forgotten whether all of this is real,
And I don't quite recall how to truly feel,
But under my mask is a human freak,
Stitching my mouth so I can't speak,
I don't deserve words because I'll use them to hurt,
I'm a freak, a bitch, an idiot, a flirt,
I want to drag out this game and keep you forever,
Look you away to be my piece of heaven,
In the cold night where I stare at the walls in my mind,
and I long for a remote so I can set this life to rewind,
Let me undo my past and rewrite those mistakes,
Because they're only causing my hear to ache,
Blade, noose, pills, gun,
Heading straight towards the dying sun,
Stupid little queen with fucked up ideas,
Diva cries out, but it falls on deaf ears,
Step out from behind the curtain, baby, it's showtime,
Masquerade of hatred and fading sentiment that rhymed,
The facade shatters along with what was left of my heart,
And as the beating slows, I finally fall apart.
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