| Your glass house will shatter
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| Into pieces on the floor
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| Fragments of false hope and mindless guidance
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| I sift through scattered shards of truth and deception
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| To rebuild from this agonizing waste of time
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| A waste of my fucking time
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| A double-cross shake hiding a knife behind your back
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| Your eyes wandered everywhere else but wouldn’t connect with mine
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| Only seeing what lies in the foreground
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| Never gripping the essence
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| Held up by strings
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| So superficial
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| We were outliers victims to your pompous league
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| How dare you try to take this away from me
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| This wasn’t the start and won’t be the end
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| I hope it leaves a constant ringing in your ears
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| From all the ones led astray by your hands
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| Lured by knaves
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| Misled from disinformation
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| We’ve been lured by knaves into stagnation
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| Your foundation is built on lies
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| The only lesson to take from this is to never trust someone like you
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| All the stones you cast
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| Thrown back and shatters the glass
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| I sacrificed my very being
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| In hopes that this would all be worth it
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| Halting my life to pour everything I had into this
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| For you to throw it out like some sort of novelty
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| The terror will find you
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| Your structures will collapse
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| Only seeing what lies in the foreground
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| Never gripping the essence
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| Held up by strings |