Girl intruder with no future
A computer claims my soul
Burdened with a nasty burning
Obscene yearning for control
Shy and quiet, there but silent
There's a violence in my heart
Want to maim you, to repaint you
Want to make you come apart
Growing up
I had these urges I'd feel bad about
But I'm done feeling guilty
I'll take these thoughts and tear them out
So you can't stand to see me punishing myself?
Only other option is to take it out on someone else
Stickers on my artillery
I'm gonna make history
Hurry up and get rid of me
While there's nothing left in me
Quiet girl, so unassuming
Don't ask me how I'm doing
Born to bring the end of the world
Swear it's nothing personal
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(Tried to take it out on myself
Didn't have the same effect
Blood is always satisfying
But yours will be better yet)
Round the corner, acting normal
Scary how they don't see it
Ain't it strange, it feels like yesterday that I was "just a kid"
Another night, I'm all alone, enthroned within a screen
RGB light reflects uncut orgasmic tragedies
Oh, I can't stand these awful thoughts inside of me
Only way to compensate is lead and metal, sharp and clean
Razor-bladed, sugar-coated
Just cock it and reload it
In the backyard, firing rounds
Who's an easy target now?
Quiet girl, so unappealing
Don't ask me how I'm feeling
Born to die, I'm taking you too
How much damage can I do?
Bloody feet across the floor
Nobody to clean the stains
Never got to be adored
No one there to ease the pain
Nobody to kiss it better
Laughed at for all of the scars
Abusive misuse of a child
Guess that must've been the cause
Now I'm bitter
Now I'm better
Angry but I know the truth
You all hurt me
You all hate me
This is what you made me do
When nothing
Matters at all, you can do anything
I have to hurt them
For balance
For karma
Before they do it to me!
So you can't stand to see me punishing myself?
Don't be so nice to me, you'll make me wish I wanted help
Stickers on my artillery
Why won't you go and kill me?
Hurry up and get rid of me
Before I say I'm sorry
Quiet girl, nobody knows her
Please let me start all over
Born to bring you all misery
And yet you see good in me
If this really wasn't the end
And I could do it again
Do you think that I'd deserve it?
Do you think that I'm worth it?
"Sympa-" "Empa-" "Apathetic"
They're only theoretic
For now, I put down my weapons
I wanna be a person