your fantasy is to devour me in thoughts pitiful and in the end you lose you say 'oh my god' i have a short fuse i don't believe you you're nothing to me and i sit solemn just comtemplating your existence for whom you love only yourself and it grows in volume swallow your poison i don't need your trust there's simply no one for whom i lust and your morbid eyes spitting fire wonder if you were genuine what'd it be like to hurry you into reality would you then forsake me i don't care it's a shame we breath the same air but i think again i'll just pretend that our worlds again will mend that i'm here for you but in the back of your mind do you believe such lies like youre really a good friend would anyone really stand by you in the end i think you know what's true that people simply tolerate you so slit your soul let it gush to run to your side and help, i know i wouldn't be in a rush