you want me to be your puppet
but then you cut the strings
you cannot be trusted
not by any means
i still let you tie the knots
and then you fucking choke
you’re in a mental paradox
you let yourself provoke
i watch you break
what you can’t control
lost in the power
it eats you whole
while i keep standing in this twisted role
stuck in strings that i let you hold
you spin your tales,
but they all unwind
love you fabricate,
leaving me blind
i hear your voice,
it’s desperate, but why?
is it just hollow words
that always fucking die
in my ears they echo
but theyre just fucking empty
why cant i just let you go
you wish you never met me
i stay so still stuck between your grip
waiting for the sheers to snip
or maybe even stab
was i just an experiment
in your little mental lab
now your fear is dominant
and I don’t understand
why you won’t comeback
cant even try to adapt, unwrap
the strings you were choking on
THANK GOD IV FUCKING SNAPPED
im over it
10/25/2024
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