So now, I'll write it out again.
These caved in walls won't handle it.
They barely keep above my head
and you're not worth the broken fists.
I can't tell what takes the toll,
The face behind this selfless act?
The one in which my mind is sold?
I need a look, let me go back.
We're both just sitting around
Too scared to make the move forward;
Our hands are sinking in cement.
You're only here for what you want to hear,
In that case,
I guarantee a long time.
I hope you're happy with your life
If that's really what you'd call it.
The falsehood of your pride is sinking in.
I will never waste a second of any of my time for you again.
Tell that dead-end job that you'll be working
and that girl that's half your age
That they might as well get lost
because you'll never fucking change.
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