Raven_the_Bird
<font color=darkorchid>Don't make me be myself aro
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Always safe to know what is good for taking blood stains from your clothes. Besides fire.
The Perfect Ending
Take it in context
It's not a bad thing
But when you start to
Pick it apart
You get so depressed
It's that sort of thing
That makes you think too much
It's that sort of thing
Makes you lose your objectivity
So if you made it
Just be glad that you did and stay there
If you ever feel loved or needed
Remember that you're one of the lucky ones
And if it's over
Just remember what I told you
It was bound to happen
So just keep moving on
There's no perfect ending
You peel back the labels
Down to the end
But sometimes you lose sight
Of what it was you were trying to find
It's that sort of thing
That makes you think too much
It's that sort of thing
Makes you lose your objectivity
So if you made it
Just be glad that you did and stay there
If you ever feel loved or needed
Remember that you're one of the lucky ones
And if it's over
Just remember what I told you
It was bound to happen
So just keep moving on
There's no perfect ending
There's no perfect ending
Travesty
Sit with your plastic smile
Surrounded in the bars you made (the bars you made)
Waiting for someone to save you
But you'll never change, you'll never change
Time and time again you let them tell you, who you would be
Your shallow eyes are the reason you no longer see
This is the last time (this is the last time)
Your whole life is a travesty
Sit with you plastic smile
Surrounded in the bars you made (the bars you made)
Waiting for someone to save you
But you'll never change, you'll never change
You're telling your story, will you be able
Able to feel real
You're digging your grave so burn your casket (burn your casket)
This is the last time (this is the last time)
Your whole life is a travesty
Sit with your plastic smile
Surrounded in the bars you made (the bars you made)
Waiting for someone to save you
But you'll never change, you'll never change
Who am I today
You allowed them to build you while preaching
Individuality
Tell me now what do you see
They tore it away
Will I find out the real me
And you won't feel this again
Tell me now what do you see
Don't let them let you
Fade