Symptoms Of A Disturbed Personality

Promises always bend the truth well
Mama said have you heard the news yet
Your perspective was a razor blade
There must be something in the meals we take

I can't, pretend, It wasn't you
Darkness, creeps in, it all goes back to you

I can't, pretend, It wasn't you
Darkness, creeps in, it all goes back to you
Tell me how your mind, deep decline
It alway baffled you uh
I can't pretend, cause I'm as sick just as you

Woke up by the gates of hell (So lonely)
No love when you can't
I get so sick of trying
I get so sick it hurts
Maybe in the long run we could make it work
But

I can't, pretend, It wasn't you
Darkness, creeps in, it all goes back to you
Tell me how your mind, deep decline
It alway baffled you uh
I can't pretend, cause I'm as sick just as you



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Writer(s): Jonathan Gonzalez
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