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letra de diphtheria - captivate

no one told me i’d be everything you hate, something to look down on, outgrown and desolate
combine all the anesthetic, you can’t cure consensus
this infection has overthrown even your best of senses
this is f-cked up, and you know it, holding me accountable for things i’d never dream of and you need to show it
the truth, and the way you looked at me when you said forever
took my sh-ll, crushed my insides and hoped to dismember my thoughts, and everything i hoped to remember inside this cold house in this d-mn f-cking weather
we’re left to wonder why we are this way
it must’ve been the disease that claimed your heart that very day

unaware, that it has taken hostage, (of my insides.)
i climb the ladder to find what shouldn’t matter, too find some insight (as to what has happened.)
my body’s burning, mind is melting, can’t control my senses
(hey, f-ck everybody, f-ck the world.)

there is no way to help myself, drowning in your so called help
i can’t find the words to say to you, all i think of is, “oh, f-ck you too.”
so don’t come to me with your disease
you will do nothing but displease, everyone and everything
surrounding and drowning, in your illness, cleanse the sickness
go to impress, 12 false witnesses

i won’t come to you, you won’t come to me, so how am i supposed to be relieved?
i won’t come to you, you won’t come on me
how am i supposed to be, free from your enormity?
how am i supposed to be, free from your judgment that’s always destroying me?

don’t come to me with your excuses, i don’t care where your proof is
you can’t justify your actions
they said you could live without consequences

the only person you care about is yourself, f-cked up and placed back on the storage shelf

the sh-t you spew from your mouth, will rot you inside out
you’re filled with cancer, and it’s so, obvious
words only dance around your ears to make statements

there is no way to help myself, drowning in your so called help
i can’t find the words to say to you, all i think of is, “oh, f-ck you too.”
so don’t come to me with your disease, you will do nothing but displease, everyone and everything
surrounding and drowning, in your illness, cleanse the sickness
go to impress, 12 false witnesses

scared to grow old, but i’d hate to die young
terrified of the people who i am among
so i want you to tell the truth
stop this lying, you think we don’t see through you

- captivate

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