Losing focus from what I love most because I'm utterly blinded by the lies. Controlled by all the wrong things, but it feels so damn good doesn't it? The thrill can be such a rush as if you're edging a heart attack, but I look and back and think.. "wait. What?" What the fuck am I even doing this for? They don't respect me... She doesn't love me anymore... You don't care... You were never there. Bye.
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