Your voice played out shrill and high
When you've used up all everyones sympathy
You'll be left with nothing more than apathy
Your well deserved desertion is coming rapidly
You call hypocrisy your worst enemy
You, yourself the wolf and the crier be
I've never seen such a show dramatic intimacy
than the one of you and your derived insanity
Its mathematically perfection in the eyes of a landslide
The ship of your imaginary enemies will be filled
With the people you've turned to and turned on
I'm not your ali against your lonely nights
Watch out for broken windows and white walls
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