you re my target, you re my ticket
safe and secure in a hopeless smile.
used up one you re a torch for some,
but for me it s an itch, it s a pain, it s a trial
wait for your eyes to give it away
still looking for something to say
your eyes still give it away
when you take what you fake
you re just a used up girl living in your useless world
you ve got no faith to speak of, only pain
you re just a sad sad trick
when you re overcome i feel so sick
come down, so down, off your hate
whichever opiate you like comes to mind
whatever demon that you seek you will find
just remember that you take the love you fake
and so it goes when you live like one.
i know what you re after
i feel your suicide

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