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letra de splitter girl - weevildoing

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 theres nothing left in me
quiet girl so unassuming, dont ask me how im doing
born to bring the end of the world, swear it’s nothing personal!

tried to take it out on myself, didn’t have the samе effect
blood is always satisfying, but yours will be bеtter 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, -rg-smic 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 c-ck it and reload it
in the backyard, firing rounds, whos an easy target now?
quiet girl, so unappealing, dont ask me how i’m feeling
born to die, i’m taking you too, how much damage can i do?

(bl–dy feet across the floor)
(no one there to clean the stains)
(never got to be adored)
(no one there to ease the pain)
(n0body to kiss it better)
(laughed at for all 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 k!ll me?
hurry up and get rid of me, before i say i’m sorry
quiet girl, n0body knows her, please let me start all over
born to bring you all misery, and yet you see good in me
if this wasn’t really 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

- weevildoing

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