.What if I cut myself to see how it feels
To make you a witness of your own passiveness.
Yeah,
All I've seen is a monster,
Stuffed with a despair that vitamins can't cure,
A puppet whose strings everyone manipulates,
Confined in this honeycomb.
You're a prayer so.
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