Him
I'm cutting you out, whether it's for better or for worse
See you've outstayed your welcome, now the tables have turned
Because these puppet strings are funny things, they twist and they turn
They manipulate and situate and I feel the rope burn
Like a flame and I dance like the monkey I am
You can be betting that I'ma be begging the bastard all that I can
See, it's time to draw the line, I crave that peace of mind
I'm done with that venomous voice, so carefully poised until it's in time
My life is ever passing, I breathe but I keep gasping
Try to swim away, but there's a line that keeps casting
It hooks into my flesh, nails scratch across my chest
Screaming, "Without me, you're just like the rest
You're nothing, a shell, a shadow in the background
You're my project and I'm running things, best watch how you act now"
My mind's an open battlefield, it's the calm before the storm
But I'm face to face with the ultimatum that I've always been waiting for
Press the barrel of the gun to my temple
I'm hoping I can coax you out
Expect it to be slow and painful
Nobody's ever gonna hear you shout
I'm through with your messing
Cos you're not a blessing
I've gone and done figured you out
Cos that mask that you're wearing
Has started to tear
And I'm thinking that I've found my way out
Dark and twisted, cannibalistic, never let them get the better of this kid
Push the knife in all you like, my fists are balled up ready to strike
It's like I'm wearing someone else's skin, I don't feel I belong in
A hazy phase of memories, scared of who I'm becoming
Did I just do that? Is that me? Why do I feel like I'm so incomplete
Looking inside of my eyes with no chance of denying there's something in me
That I can't explain, I don't know his name
He fucks things up and I'm taking the blame
Maybe I'm lacking control, man I really don't know, but I feel like I'm losing this game
I'm ashamed to open my mouth, in case the wrong words come out
Live as a fool, die as a clown, I don't even know what I'm talking about
I'm gonna be stopping this, gonna be chopping this doppelganger into pieces
I'll tear my fucking body apart, abort this twisted fetus
Until I'm free, standing tall above it all, until I'm me
Until I'm walking down the street, and I can be
Comfortable with who I am and I can speak
For myself without another person always trying to creep
Press the barrel of the gun to my temple
I'm hoping I can coax you out
Expect it to be slow and painful
Nobody's ever gonna hear you shout
I'm through with your messing
Cos you're not a blessing
I've gone and done figured you out
Cos that mask that you're wearing
Has started to tear
And I'm thinking that I've found my way out
See you've outstayed your welcome, now the tables have turned
Because these puppet strings are funny things, they twist and they turn
They manipulate and situate and I feel the rope burn
Like a flame and I dance like the monkey I am
You can be betting that I'ma be begging the bastard all that I can
See, it's time to draw the line, I crave that peace of mind
I'm done with that venomous voice, so carefully poised until it's in time
My life is ever passing, I breathe but I keep gasping
Try to swim away, but there's a line that keeps casting
It hooks into my flesh, nails scratch across my chest
Screaming, "Without me, you're just like the rest
You're nothing, a shell, a shadow in the background
You're my project and I'm running things, best watch how you act now"
My mind's an open battlefield, it's the calm before the storm
But I'm face to face with the ultimatum that I've always been waiting for
Press the barrel of the gun to my temple
I'm hoping I can coax you out
Expect it to be slow and painful
Nobody's ever gonna hear you shout
I'm through with your messing
Cos you're not a blessing
I've gone and done figured you out
Cos that mask that you're wearing
Has started to tear
And I'm thinking that I've found my way out
Dark and twisted, cannibalistic, never let them get the better of this kid
Push the knife in all you like, my fists are balled up ready to strike
It's like I'm wearing someone else's skin, I don't feel I belong in
A hazy phase of memories, scared of who I'm becoming
Did I just do that? Is that me? Why do I feel like I'm so incomplete
Looking inside of my eyes with no chance of denying there's something in me
That I can't explain, I don't know his name
He fucks things up and I'm taking the blame
Maybe I'm lacking control, man I really don't know, but I feel like I'm losing this game
I'm ashamed to open my mouth, in case the wrong words come out
Live as a fool, die as a clown, I don't even know what I'm talking about
I'm gonna be stopping this, gonna be chopping this doppelganger into pieces
I'll tear my fucking body apart, abort this twisted fetus
Until I'm free, standing tall above it all, until I'm me
Until I'm walking down the street, and I can be
Comfortable with who I am and I can speak
For myself without another person always trying to creep
Press the barrel of the gun to my temple
I'm hoping I can coax you out
Expect it to be slow and painful
Nobody's ever gonna hear you shout
I'm through with your messing
Cos you're not a blessing
I've gone and done figured you out
Cos that mask that you're wearing
Has started to tear
And I'm thinking that I've found my way out
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