| To my nemesis
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| My confidant
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| Do not expect me to make more requests
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| I have done penance for my sins
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| You’re in debt to me one thousand promises
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| Just yesterday I went again to collect what I’m owed
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| I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches
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| Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays
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| And my secrets were being vomited
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| From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood empty-handed
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| While I stood empty-handed and exposed
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| You’ve abused your power
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| Angel
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| You have fallen once more from my good graces
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| I’m sick
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| I’ve prayed
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| I’ve seen healthy men healed by your touch
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| When I’m the one who needs your love
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| It’s a hypocrite’s faith
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| A hypocrite’s world
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| I am not awed by your presents
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| If they only suit the ones already blessed
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| Your son lies raped in the dirt that you’ve made
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| Are you willing to sacrifice another child
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| Bloodthirsty liar
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| How am I supposed to trust you
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| When the knife is in your hand
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| And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy
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| Thoughts I had buried
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| Creator
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| You’re my destructor
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| Am I not your daughter
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| My insides displayed to the world
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| Are you not my father
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| My insides displayed to the world
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| Bloodthirsty liar
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| How am I supposed to trust you
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| When the knife is in your hand
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| And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy
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| Thoughts I had buried
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| To my nemesis
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| My confidant
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| Do not expect me to make more requests
|
| I have done penance for my sins
|
| You’re in debt to me one thousand promises
|
| Just yesterday I went again to collect what I’m owed
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| I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches
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| Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays |