Fuel me Until I'm Broken
Fuel me with your gas,
Quench my wicked thirst.
Fuel me until I’m broken.
Fuel me until it hurts.
Then when you are finished,
Toss me out with the trash.
Lock me in my closet,
Throw the key, burn my ash.
And all I ever wanted
Was to take the pain away.
But when I caressed you
You left me astray.
I still could have loved you,
If only you had let me.
Fuel me until I’m broken
Fuel me until I scream.
I begged and I searched.
I fight this all alone.
My brain hurts like a bullet
Cause I’m yet to be shown
Somewhere to cry to,
Someone as my own.
Anything that needs me,
A place to call home.
Show pity for this drinker
Whose thirst has been killed.
Cause when I am drinking,
I can never be filled.
Show respect for this blind man,
I gouged out my own eyes.
Remember that Oedipus
Himself’s what he despised.
Why was I born like this?
Placed in the wrong skin?
If I was born a female
We still could’ve been.
But knowing the truth
I don’t want you anyways.
But my heart still hurts
I grieve your hate all the same.
And please don’t make an idol
Of a human like me.
There’s a fork in the road,
And I crashed into a tree.
Show pity for this drinker
Whose thirst has been killed.
Cause when I am drinking,
I can never be filled.
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