Loved And Bled
I fire the gun that you taught me to hold, and now, you call me the perpetrator?
I shot through dark, you shot through bright hues
You did what you had to do and now I'll do what i do best
Introduce you to the malice you integrated in yourself
Like a knife that cuts you through
Two pieces, mismatched, but born through one
You rubbed salt on my wounds, you cut deeper than sin
Your side-splitting grin as i died solely from within
Dangerous grounds that i was on, holding onto some ray of hope
You blocked my eyesight, from the minute you stepped in
Ridiculed my misery, shifted my story, burned my mind through time
But you should've known i always take what's mine
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