Spit In My Face
Forgive me or condemn me.
I'm imperfect.
Nothing will change the way that I stand or present myself.
I will stand here until this world fades away.
In this place, we all die young.
So will you live or let me down like always?
I see the way you fall.
Living your life on your knees.
You fall for everything, give up on everything, you'll never have a chance.
I can see straight through your crooked eyes.
Infallible lies.
Again and again.
You can't help yourself.
Let the truth be told.
I got this feeling.
I don't think we will ever be the same.
We are bound to be polar opposites, you believe in nothing.
You fight for nothing.
You stand for nothing.
Am I the only one left with a mind of my own?
This makes me sick.
Get out of my face.
Decisions need to be made.
You need to change.
How can you just let your mind be d?
Your free will just stripped away.
It's like you make every effort to just spit in my face.
When will you stand?
When will you get off your knees?
I'm disgusted at your lack to live or believe in anything.
Get up.
I will not help you to your feet.
You're not that weak.
Will you stand or continue to fall?
You have a shot to end this all.
Pull the trigger or just spit in my face.
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