Megalomaniac

Circumfluent utopia
Ephemeral optimism and ideals
Flowing like a piece of mind
Falling down in time

Prepossessing morality
Self-asserting rationality and torment
I don't care if this won't end, echoing
Perpetuating something insufficient

It's killing me but I
Feed on my fantasy
Killing my kin and it
Killed the womb she conceived—
I'll have my fantasy

Feed the might and kill the weak
Build an empire with their bones

When you say you'll twist the knife
I'd rather lose control than comply
Craft a laugh with that fake stone heart of yours
Until I need you no more

I'll burn this need down forever
You say we're alike I ask but you just cry
Teeter on the edge, I know why
To fill in your reach for the sky

It is killing me but I
Feed on my fantasy
Killing my kin but I
Know I won't disappear

It's killing me but I
Feed on my fantasy
Killing my kin but I
I'll have my fantasy

It's killing me but I
I'll have my fantasy
I'll have my fantasy

(It's killing me but I
Feed on my fantasy
Killing my kin but I
Feed on my fantasy)



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