My first memory is the image of a coward
Hovering over an innocent child.
Indulging in the corrupt power
Of controlling whether or not I smile.
As my body grew in inches my heart grew in hate.
Your random acts of kindness were too few and too late.
Your devilish ways left my surface hard and cold.
Underneath the scar tissue lies a tender lost soul.
Burning me down every time you got heated.
Like you feeling wrong meant I should be beaten.
I’m sick of being burned and I’ve got too many scars
It’s time you let your hatred take its toll on your own heart
An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind
But your cruelty doesn’t need any eyes
I’ve got four other senses that make me hate you
Blinding me doesn’t mean that we’re through
Every night in my dreams I can see you perfectly
Burning in your own fire courtesy of me
The most devious of devils feeds off the innocent.
They call them ignorant cause they haven’t seen shit yet.
I’ll change your shallow minds like a remote control
I know all the devils and the angels so…
Watcha gonna do when you’re all out of perspective?
I betcha life’s bout to get real hectic!
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